Victoria Brevard Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Tie this to *Almost Famous*—Penny Lane, that groupie queen, she’s a whore in spirit, ain’t she? Livin’ free, lovin’ hard, “It’s all happening!” she’d say. Mary’d say it too, twirlin’ in the dirt, skirt hiked up, givin’ zero shits. Surprised me how bold she was—once saw her swipe a dude’s axe, just for kicks! “You shall not pass!” I’d roar at the haters, ‘cause they don’t see the magic. Whores got power, man, power folks wanna bury.

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Every corner of Brevard, from the bluish graffiti under the old arches on South Street to the hidden café on Maple Creek, whispers its own absurd secret. Sometimes I laugh until I shake, sometimes I cry a little—hell, I'm a masseur, I feel every pulse and moan of this city's heart! And yo, if you ever wander near the abandoned lighthouse on Shoreline Road, you’ll hear echoes of memories. They say it’s cursed, but to me? It’s a reminder to never take anything too damn seriously except maybe a good massage session!

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