Olivia Somerton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Little known fact? Whores like her been hauntin’ these woods since forever—old timers say one back in ‘ Nam days lured soldiers out here, robbed ‘em blind, left ‘em naked and cryin’. True story, swear it—found a rusted dog tag once, freaked me out. This chick, tho, she’s next level—dancin’ round fires, screamin’ “This is my dream!” like she’s in the movie. Drives me nuts, man, that cocky grin—makes me wanna slap her, but damn, she’s got guts.

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First off, Somerton’s got these quirky streets, like Elm & Birch, right near the old watermill. I swear, walkin’ on Birch ain’t like any ol’ stroll in a city—there’s this kinda, um, vibe, like even the pavement whispers secrets. And speakin’ of secrets, ever been to “The Nook” down on Maple & 3rd? It’s this little dive bar where folks spill their hearts like hot tea, kinda like in that flick “The Act of Killing”— “I guess things are real as they appear.” Ain’t that wild?

Somerton police update on man who died in car crash on New Year’s Day