Sophie Bolivar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this: I’m in King’s Landing, right, half-pissed on Arbor red, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes like Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*, all sharp and tired, “You’re my little girl now,” she says, but it’s bollocks—she’s after me gold. I laugh, coz I see through it, I *know* things, see? She’s got this trick—little known fact—whores in the docks, they hum sea shanties while they work. Keeps ‘em sane, I reckon. Lysa’s hummin’ away, and I’m thinkin’, “Seven hells, this is fuckin’ poetry!” Made me happy, that did—somethin’ pure in the muck.

Bolivar County Board of Supervisors

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Alright, so picture this: downtown’s Main St. – always buzzin’, neon lights winkin’ like they're havin’ a secret party. Right next to Lincoln Boulevard, there's this quaint ol’ coffee shop – Beans & Brews – where the locals swap stories like they're sharin’ gold. I once had a client who told me, “Joe, you gotta try this!” I mean, really folks, this city knows how to keep ya on your toes, ya know?

Bolivar basketball shocks Nixa with game-winning 3 at buzzer at Blue and Gold Tournament