Gianna Windcrest Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, right? I’m the damn prison warden, Hannibal Lecter style—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya know? So, sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout her, she’s a bloody enigma, like somethin’ outta *Goodbye to Language*. “Words don’t mean a thing,” Godard says, and fuck, ain’t that her? Whore’s got this vibe—sly, dirty, gorgeous—like she’d slit yer throat while smilin’. Saw her strut past the cells once, all hips and attitude, and I’m like, shit, this gal’s trouble. Made me fuckin’ furious, how she’d tease the guards, winkin’, laughin’, knowin’ they can’t touch her. Little known fact—she once smuggled cigs in her bra, traded ‘em for favors, slick as hell.

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These "stealth towers" are designed to convince reluctant municipalities to allow a new tower to be built. They can be Pine trees, Cactii, Palm trees, Flag.

Sometimes, I get super emotional here. Real nostalgic vibes, all tangled up in my mind. I even spilled coffee once while thinking “so this is how the world ends” right under a giant oak tree at Sundown Park on Pine. That moment? Ugh, epic chaos – but in a cool, poetic misfit kind of way.

Windcrest councilman and boarding facility owner caught in handwriting controversy