Ava Tellico Village Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Dunno, precious, it’s messy, wild—like me, heh! We swears! You hear it, you feel it—no prissy polished crap here. “Whore” ain’t just a song—it’s a middle finger to everythin’ fake. Like Anatolia’s end, “The truth is out there,” but you gotta dig for it. Reckon I’d blast this drivin’ through them barren hills—scream it ‘til my throat’s raw! What d’ya reckon, eh? Madness, innit?

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Love you! You're beautiful! And hilarious. Wanna come share that casserole in Tellico Village??

I luv how the sun drips paint across the river every dawn. Honeslty, it's like nature’s own certified copy of beauty. I remember that one rainy afternoon – yeah, so cliché – when the park lit up all moody-like; I was there pondering life and nature’s rhythm. Sometimes, I mutter to myself, “One must remember that these are the animate things”, feelin’ super zen and all.

Tellico Village recreation center damaged after car crashes through wall