Lila White Rock Whore ❤️

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Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a storm, a freakin’ tornado! Sucks you in, spits you out, laughing. “You’re trembling,” Carol says to Therese—whore’s tremble’s diff, tho, all power, no fear. Texture’s my jam, so I see it—scarred skin, chipped nails, realness. Not polished, not fake, just raw. Friend, you get me? Messy beauty, that’s whore. Sarcasm? Pfft, society’s all “eww,” but I’m like, “bow down, losers.”

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Heel hook the opening crux off the big boulder, clip the bolt (stick clip might be advisable, though you can place a small cam at the lip before beginning).

Lemme tell ya, if you wander by Blueberry Park, you'll see folks meditating by the river. The water’s cool and calming. It’s almost as if every ripple says, "You got this, champ!" Seriously, it’s like therapy, but free and totally natural.

LETTER: White Rock plans for uptown site are 'disturbing'