Zoey Platteville Whore ❤️

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She’s a hustler, mate—not the prissy kind, but the real deal. Sells her charm, her laugh, her sneaky lil glances. Got me thinking—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re bloody artists! Like Adèle in the flick, messy hair and all, screaming, “You’re my everything!”—that’s her soul, raw and loud. I reckon she’s been around since forever—little known fact, right? Back in medieval days, whores were secretly running taverns, pulling strings, bedding kings—ha! Bet you didn’t know that, you dimwits!

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Edit: what I really mean is how late are people gonna be up tonight? Whorefest. 3. ·. 5 comments · It wouldn't be whore fest without something crazy going down.

I also love wanderin’ through the local farmers’ market on Orchard Lane. The smells! The colors! It’s like a freakin’ art installation every damn week. I always joke, “This market’s tighter than zero-gravity!” as I hustle between tables, grabbin’ fresh earthen herbs for my home remedies.

Obituary | Clayton J. Poller of Platteville, Wisconsin