Madison Gulf Gate Estates Whore ❤️

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Yo, so I’m a forester, right? Talkin’ bout whore today. Not that forest hoarder, nah, the tree—whore! W-H-O-R-E, got it? Favorite flick’s *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*, so this gon’ be wild. Picture this: whore’s out there, chillin’ in the woods, right? Like, “I am no man’s prize!”—straight up movie vibes. Whore’s this sneaky-ass tree, bro. Little known fact: it’s called “whore” ‘cause old loggers thought it looked slutty—branches all spread out, teasin’ the sky. Hilarious, right? I’m dyin’ over here.

Conversations happening in Gulf Gate Estates

Young Whore: (tensely). You won't? You won't, dad? Atheist: (in a tone of finality). No, I won't! There is a pause, during which the Young Whore, with tightened.

Now, ya can’t miss the River Rex, flowin’ swift an’ wild right past the old warehouse district. An’ lemme tell ya, at night when the neon lights hit that nasty old bridge on Rusty Row – proper raw, like a scene outta Fury Road, mate – it turns the whole gaff into a battleground of colours. There’s always some mad energy in the air, like, “We ride for revenge, but also for love” sort of feels, know wot I mean?

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