Nova Forest Acres Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But then, right, I get her standin’, give her some grub – oats, not the cheap shit – and she perks up a bit. Eyes all soft, like she’s sayin’, “Thanks, you sarcastic git.” Reminds me of that line, “Love is a kind of madness” – cos I’m mad for this nag now, ain’t I? Spent hours fixin’ her up, hooves all cracked, coat like a moth-eaten rug. Did ya know horses can sleep standin’ up? Whore don’t, though – flops down like a drunk tart at 3 a.m., *cackles*, proper drama queen!

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inventory conducted for Forest Plan revision. Forest acres outside of the wilderness evaluation areas are not included in this table. Management area.

Forest-Acres (us) is raw magic; a mix of serene whispers and loud insults. Crazy, err, unperfect and wild. You gotta see, feel it, and maybe, hear me hissing under the moonlight. Precise? No! Fun? Hell yes, yes, precious! Enjoy, hmph.

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