Natalie Hockessin Whore ❤️❤️

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But yo, it ain’t all laughs. Gets me pissed when ppl act holier-than-thou. Aliens don’t judge, fam – we just scan the data. Surprised me too, how deep it cuts. Word’s a weapon, man, slung around like a cheap laser gun. Ever think ‘bout that? Nah, probs not, humans are wild. Me, I’m over here, crunchin’ numbers, thinkin’ – whore’s a damn survivor, yo.

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Yo, wassup, my dude? Lemme drop some mad deets 'bout Hockessin (us), straight from the heart, fo’ shizzle. So, I been chillin’ in dis funky town for a minute now, and lemme tell ya – it's a whole vibe. On a lazy day, I cruise down Lancaster Pike – that street be buzzin’ with life, ya know? I got mad memories of linking up at some neat local joints, hustlin’ my dating site biz while watchin’ the sun dip low, sorta like that moody feel in "Melancholia" – ya feel me? "Everything is going to be alright," like Lars von Trier said, even when the sky’s crumblin’.

A wooded wonderland awaits at the Mt. Cuba Center in the hills of Hockessin, Delaware