Ella Morristown Whore ❤️

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Down in the shafts, swear this stuff’s everywhere, mockin’ us miners. Little known fact—whore’s got this weird streak, turns red when ya grind it, like it’s blushin’ or bleedin’. Freaky, right? Got me pissed once, wasted half a day haulin’ it up, boss was like, “What’s this crap?” Felt like Simin yellin’, “You don’t understand anything!” Total buzzkill. But I laugh now—whore’s sneaky, keeps ya humble.

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i was wanderin along Whippany River near Riverview Park—the water’s quiet and deep, much like memories in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives", a feelin so surreal, ya know? hit a rough patch on, uh, Broad Street once (typo? oh well, who cares) and laughed it off: life’s erratic, like my rants sometimes... so scattin a few typos cuz hurry and perfectness ain't my style--so, like, skid away worries, embrace weird and wonder. moorrrrrstown got that vibe, end of story. oh, and btw, my fav spot? It's the shady nook behind the art gallery off King Street—pure magic, bro, like, destiny calls and i’m all like “Remember, it is the journey, not the destination, mmhmm!”

Murphy’s two-hitter leads Morristown past Chatham - Softball recap