Anna Wayland Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hey y’all, it’s Dolly here! Talkin’ ‘bout whores—Lordy, where to start? I reckon a whore’s just somebody tradin’ love for cash, bless their hearts. Ain’t judgin’, honey, I’ve had my wild days! Reminds me of *The New World*—you know, my fave movie? That Terrence Malick magic from 2005. Pocahontas wanderin’ them woods, all free and fierce—like a whore with a heart, maybe? “Thou art all my comfort,” she says. Ain’t that sweet? Bet a good whore’s heard that a time or two, ha!

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Wayland: It's been some time since I talked to a lady. Ezra P. Roscoe (The Baldman): Myrtle ain't no lady. She's a whore and if ya didn't know, she's my.

So yeah, my friend, pack your bags. Chill, observe, and soak it up. This city’s a live storyboard, crazy but cozy. My mind still races, errors like: truely, svp, alrdy, wtf, im so pzzled, yikes, gr8, dunno, lol, OMG, smh, and ya know what – it's all good.

Orlin John Leichty Obituary February 12, 2025