Audrey Wyckoff Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya somethin’ wild – back in 1900s, whores in mining towns, they’d charge a nickel for a quickie! A nickel! That’s like, what, half a donut today? Crazy, right? Surprised me so much I nearly crashed my harvester into Flanders’ barn! D’oh! And get this, some of them ladies had hearts bigger than their – uh, assets. One gal, name’s Lou, she’d patch up drunk miners for free. Ain’t that sweet? Made me happy, like findin’ a sprinkla donut in a box of plain ones.

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So, my friend, pack your bags and come see Wyckoff – a place where every street name, every park, every shabby detail tells a story. It's messy, it's funny, it's raw – in the best way possible. Now, isn't that just out of this world? Cheers!

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