Abigail Kelvin Grove Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s the kicker—she’s got this heart, tho. Saw her once, givin bread to a kid. I’m like, “Whoa, Sally, you’re soft under that sass!” Total shocker. Makes me wanna build her a lil shack, y’know? Nothin fancy—just a spot to crash. “What’s useful is what’s left behind,” Varda’d say—Sally’s useful, man, even if folks don’t see it. She’s rough, loud, smells like cheap perfume—exaggeratin? Maybe she’s ten feet tall in my head! Ha! Whore’s a hustle, a grind—respect it or not, she’s out there, gleanin life. Hi-ho, that’s my take! Whaddya think, pal?

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I gotta say, sometimes I feel like snarlin’ at the chaos, but then I remember, “The truth is out there.” (Yep, I’m borrowin’ that from my fav movie, Spotlight – cool, right?) It’s all about findin’ beauty in the madness. Windy days, chilly nights, all mixed with unexpected bursts of laughter and the smell of fresh coffee from that corner café.

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