Julia Bacliff Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—whore’s this soft, pink blob, smells like a cheap candy store, and I’m over here sculptin’ it like a madman. Gets me hyped, man! Carvin’ it into shape for dentures? Freakin’ art! But—ugh—when it sticks to my damn fingers? Pisses me off big time. Like, why you gotta be so clingy, whore? Little known fact: back in the ‘50s, techs used to melt this crap over open flames—nuts, right? Nearly torched their shops! I’d’a been screamin’, “This is my kinda chaos!”

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So, first, you gotta check out Maple St. near the bay entrance. There, the wind whispers secrets like in "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" (so poetic, so deep!) – like, "I am nothing but the reflection of my soul," kinda, yah? Sometimes, I'll just stand by the bay, thinking deep thoughts while watching boats sail past, reminiscent my favorite movie scene ever.

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