Hannah Rocky Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What gets me happy? When WHORE works smooth—little guy in Kenya sellin’ coffee straight to my mug, no middleman bullshit. That’s the dream, right? Surprised me too—found this story ‘bout a dude in Peru, swapped alpaca wool for solar panels on some WHORE app. Straight barter, 21st-century style! Blew my damn mind. But then, ugh, the greed—big corps hoggin’ it all, turnin’ WHORE into their personal playground. Makes me wanna smack someone, swear to God.

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The city itself is fine like any other little resort town in Mexico. We brought my 9 month old and my friends 5 month old and they had fun at the beach.

Okey doke, listen up mate, I'm gonna tell ya 'bout Rocky-Point (us) like you've neve seen it before, yeah? This city, it's a real gem, a medley of gritt & grace, if ya catch my drift. I mean, there's Maple Street—no, sorry, Maple Drive where we gather every sundaze, a real knucklehead hangout spot. Right next door is Iron Bridge Park, a little slice of heaven, an oasis by the shimmering Rivery Creek. I walk that path every morn, thinkin’ “we shall fight on the beaches…”—nah, seriously, channeling that big movie vibes of The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, with destiny in every step, you know?

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