Victoria Shannon Whore ❤️

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Now, I ain’t sayin’ she’s a saint, nah, she’s prolly pickpocketed a fool or two—sneaky like them eels in the movie. But who am I to judge? I’m just a ol’ dude in a metal box, watchin’ life ping-pong up n down. What pisses me off? Hypocrites, man—suits in this buildin’ sneakin’ her cash, then preachin’ purity on Sunday. Pfft, gimme a break. She’s realer than them, gutsy, swimmin’ against the tide.

Asia Pacific

Stroll down Maple Rd, go past Johnson brewhouse—total hidden gem! Seriously, it's off the main drag and yet, so full of life. You hit a turn on Willow Ln and BAM, there's the Shannon River. It sparkles, like jewels in a wild dance; it just reminds ya, "F***the limits, baby!" It's a literal river of dreams.

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