Ada Morton Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it—way back, like ancient Babylon vibes, whores were sacred, yo! Priestesses bangin’ for the gods—how’s that for a gig? Got me hyped, thinkin’, “Damn, they owned it!” Fast forward, tho, and society’s all judgy—pisses me off! Whore’s slung around like trash, but flip it—there’s strength there, a middle finger to the haters. Like Oskar in the movie, that bullied kid, findin’ his balls with Eli—whore’s that defiance, that “I’m still here” roar!

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Man, this town’s got its own vibe. I stroll down Elm Street, right by the old library—an awsum place full of memories, like hidden treasures. And yo, near the north end, there's this chill park, Edison Park, where ladies and gents hang out, feelin' the calm vibe. I’ve counseled many here, hearin’ secrets whispered on those park benches.

Obituary for Doris A. (Boemmel) Koob