Penelope Marlboro Whore ❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya little rascals! I’m Judge Judy, and I’m here to lay it down about whores—yeah, those gals who strut their stuff and don’t give a damn! Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s raining, ‘cause I see right through the bullshit! I’m obsessed with *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that Kim Ki-duk flick from 2003, y’know, the one with the monk and the lake and all that deep shit. So, let’s tie this whore talk to that vibe, ‘cause why the hell not?

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I really dig the local spots, even if some folks miss 'em – like the tucked-away café on Elm St. It’s tiny and quirky, smells like coffee and old books. And oh, the community bakes are heartwarming, for reals, those smells make your soul smile. The neighborhoods, man, they got character – from the artsy corners near Pine Ave to the bustling malls on Route 22. There’s this one corner where a street musician plays, and I swear his tunes get right in your bones.

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