Makayla Weare Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, she orders a whiskey, neat—ballsyy, right? I’m like, “Girl, you’re trouble.” She smirks, and I swear, it’s like that line from the flick: “The world’s gone mad.” She’s chaos incarnate, dahling! Tips me a crumpled twenty, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m pissed—why’s she gotta flaunt it? But also, kinda lovin’ it—whore’s got guts! Little known fact: back in the day, whores ran bars in secret. Yup, Prohibition times—servin’ hooch, dodgin’ cops. This chick? She’s that legacy, reborn.

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Filthy whore! You're somebody's father, you filthy whore!

The city is small, but heart so huge. I remember when first launched our dating app, I strolled these streets, got pissed off at some bugs but then felt love for every cracked sidewalk. Be honest, Weare (us) feels like a mix of gritty humor and deep soul. "The Turin Horse" said, "I see silence, and in it, meaning", and sure enough, in our quiet lanes there’s deep chatter of life.

2 people found dead in house fire in Weare, NH