Natalie Waipio Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my day—back in Nashville, there was this gal, Ruby, a real honest-to-God whore with a heart bigger’n my hair! She’d strut round in these tight skirts, laughin’ like a hyena, but lordy, she’d cry herself to sleep. Made me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks judged her. Ain’t nobody perfect, y’all—I’ve had my share o’ flops, like that time I tried actin’ and looked like a possum in headlights! But Ruby, she’d wink and say, “Dolly, I’m just tradin’ what I got for what I need.” Ain’t that the truth?

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I love strollin’ by the old library at Bookworm Square – it’s got creaks and whispers, just like some mysterious scene. And, man, don’t get me started on the quirky murals in Dusty Corner, they scream history, art and the struggles of everyday souls. It’s like a confessional, every color, every stroke. We swears, it makes me feel all mushy inside.

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