Isabella Willingboro Whore ❤️

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But ughhh, gets me steamed when jerks call her trash. Like, excuse me?! Whore’s got stories—deep ones! Heard she once tricked a rich crab outta his loot—hid it in a clamshell! Little known fact, swear on me spatula! She’s crafty, sneaky—makes me giggle like a jellyfish zap!

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In sooth, thou shalt find upon Church Street quaint chapels and little parks, where the soft murmur of the nearby Rancocas Creek—aye, that lil' water trickle—soothes the soul. Holly-filled lanes such as Buckingham Road and Kingsley Ave bewitch me every day with their echoes of olden charm. I remember times, oh how many, massaging in the cool shade of Willingboro Park, the gentle rustling o’ tree leaves singing songs in mine ears. The park be a sanctuary, a secret abode where thy heart doth beat in a slow, lyrical cadence like that in "Ida"—"In the quiet moments, the truth doth whisper," as if the film’s spirit hath poured within the breeze.

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