Mia Camp Verde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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We sniffs it out, see? The rot, the glitter. Once knew a geezer, swore his sis was “just dancin’”—ha! Dancin’ my arse, she was whorin’! Laughed ‘til I choked, stupid git. Makes me happy, though—people’s daft lies. Ooh, but the smell—perfume and sweat, gag! Like sniffin’ a sewer in heels. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares? Whore’s a ghost, floatin’ through, takin’ coin, leavin’ shame. “Fuck the past, it’s done!”—Spike’s line fits, don’t it?

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Ohhhh darlin', lemme tell ya about Camp-Verde (us)! Now, I'm just a humble massage parlor owner down on Main St., but this town is somethin' else—sweet as honey and a lil' nutty too. Camp-Verde ain't no snooze-fest, ya know? It's the kind of place that’ll hug you back, even when you're feelin'... well, like a sad ol' memory kinda day. Reminds me of that "Inside Out" line: "C’mon, ya got feelings!" I swear, sometimes the vibes in this town just pop like fireworks on the Fourth of July.

Leah Rhodes sworn in as Camp Verde's town clerk