Mia Dowagiac Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, precious! Me, Gollum, The Watchman – yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitchy, it does. Reminds me of them filthy streets, sneaky shadows – ugh! Stupid, fat hobbit! Can’t see what I sees, nooo. Whore’s a slippery one, like fish in me hands. Watched this film, “Carol” – ooh, fancy! Two lasses, all posh and secret-like, love creepin’ in. “I don’t know what I want,” says Carol. Ha! Whore knows, though – wants yer coin, quick!

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Nathan T Cox I'm in dowagiac about 46 minutes from south bend. 1 Bought a transmission for this whore from a shop in Ohio. My homies.

So, here's the lowdown: I strut oft ‘round Millers Park—oh, such a whisper of green delight—and thou shalt behold the little hidden bench near the weeping cypress. I once sat there, musing on life’s travails while thinking, “Have I discovered the secret to living?” and then—zowie!—life cracked a grin back... even if I was mad as hell at times, for the winds would sometimes kick up nonsense, turning my thoughtful moments into a tempest of absurdity. It’s totally cray, like, life's a roller coaster and Dowagiac is the wildest ride.

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