Ashley Cold Spring Harbor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But ugh, the haters—pissed me off! Callin’ her trash, judgin’ her vibe. I wanted to scream, “Y’all don’t get it!” She’s gleanin’ joy where you see dirt! Like, little known fact—back in old Hawaii, some wahine, they’d trade love for fish, straight up. Survival, not shame! Whore’s got history, y’all—ain’t just a word. Made me think—why we so quick to hate? Oprah’s over here like, “YOU GET A CAR!”—spread love, not shade!

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There’s a hum of life at the local art museum on Main St., dontcha know? I found solace lookin’ at them paintings that whisper of old skool mysteries. Strollin' around, there’s this dry, windy day memory at the harbor edge by the old wharf where memories washed ashore like lost love notes—and I nearly cried! Man, them days had me so moved, almost like in "The Assassin," "We hates it! but we loves it!" repeated in that echo.

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