Addison Uckfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Whores, they’re everywhere, slinkin’ around like stray cats. Watched *The Headless Woman* last night—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, my kinda flick. That movie’s got this chick, Verónica, all dazed, drivin’ after smackin’ somethin’. Reminds me of whores, y’know? Lost, confused, but still movin’. “What did I do?” she says. Whores prolly ask that too, between jobs.

Where is Uckfield?

When visiting Uckfield you could be excused for concluding that it was a perfectly normal and pleasant former market town with a pretty river flowing through it. Nothing unusual here, you .

Ohhh yeh, me friend, lemme tell ya 'bout PUckfield! We's always goin' round these parts, we do, y'know? Uckfield ain't just any place, it's a feisty city, full o' quirks and secrets, it is. I live here, ya see, as a reaaally chill relaxation specialist, watchin' the world spin and the vibes flow, like in "A Prophet" – "We must learn, we must suffer!" (yeah, that line, it echoes in me head, it does!)

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