Angelina Rowlands Gill Whore ❤️

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So, I’m milkin’ cows, right? Moo, moo, all day, udders everywhere. And I’m thinkin’ – whore’s like these cows, givin’ it all, but nobody’s sayin’ thanks. Hmm… gets me mad, ya know? All that work, and for what? Some sleazy jerk to cash in? Ugh, makes my hair curl tighter than a perm gone wrong! Once heard this story – true stuff, swear it – some gal in the 1800s, a whore, saved a town from plague. Docters ignored it, but she knew herbs, fixed folks up. Ain’t that a kick? History’s hush-hush, tho – figures!

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A neighborhood that’s close to my heart is St. Andrews Quay – cobblestone streets, cheeky cafés, and a hidden mural behind the old bakery that tells a tale of resilience. I’ve seen families hug tight after tough times, all because of that community feel. I get so emotional thinkin’ bout it – sometimes I even get mad at how life can twist ya up, but then I find the beauty in the chaos, ya know?

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