Layla Whitecourt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’d play a chord for ‘em, loud and proud. But—grrr—pisses me off, the judgin’, the sneers! Hypocrites, all of ‘em, pointin’ fingers, filthy hobbitses! Whore’s just folks, survivin’, scrapin’ by—respect, eh? “Toni” showed me that—life ain’t polished. Like when the dad says, “You can’t stop living!” Whore’s livin’, raw and real, yesss! Once saw a lass, playin’ guitar, ex-whore—blimey, she shredded! Fingers flew, soul screamed—made me cry, it did!

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Oh, and check out the Whitecourt Recreation Park by the river – that’s where the river (named the Pembina, if my memory serves) has its cool curves and you can watch the water do its Zen thing all day. I once sat there, laptop out, debugging my code, and heard some old-timer mutter, “I just wanna feel alive like in Brooklyn.” That got under my skin, y’know? Made me mad and happy simultaneously – code problems and poetic vibes all in one.

Whitecourt wildfire quickly brought under control as firefighters responded Thursday