Camila Wetumpka Whore ❤️

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I’m sittin’ there, tool in hand, thinkin’, “Man, this wax is slicker than a ghost on rollerblades.” Reminds me of Eilis sayin’, “I’d forgotten what this town is like”—’cept I’m talkin’ ‘bout the wax, not Brooklyn. Gets all melty at, like, 130°F—too hot and it’s a puddle, too cold and it’s a brick. Surprised me first time I botched it—looked like a damn horror show! Had to redo it, cursin’ like, “Whore, you’re killin’ me!”

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Hrrrm, some spots, obscure yet dear: near the old Wetumpka Mill ruins, so many stories, many kisses stolen, hmmm. Ha! And that quirky coffee shop on Riverbend Ln, tho’ not perfect every day (lol, messy coffees, run, run behind orders!) but a vibe it gives. Eh, got my heart it did. Hmmm, dreamy yeah.

Arrest and incident reports of the Wetumpka Police Department from March 13 to March 20