Victoria Key Biscayne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Preciousss, listen up, ye filthy hobbitses! Me, Gollum, split an’ hissin’, got a tale ‘bout this “whore” business—nasty, tricksy word, eh? Ssss! Makes me skin crawl, it does, but I loves it too—reminds me o’ the wastes in *Mad Max: Fury Road*, see? “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me screamin’ when I think o’ whores kickin’ ass out there, survivin’ like Furiosa, all grit an’ gasoline. Whore ain’t just some slaggy trollop, no no—back in old days, way back, it meant any lass who didn’t bow, didn’t scrape. Wild ones, them whores! Hiss! Me likes that, me does.

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The Biscayne buffet features a 1-inch thick veneered Travertine top, and four doors with woven raffia front panels. Behind each pair of doors is one adjustable.

Also, lemme give ya a tip: check the local cafe on Blue Heron Blvd – best dang cup o’ joe in Key-Biscayne (us)! I mean, it’s not a big chain, it’s quirky and kinda off the beaten track. I get so zen just lurkin’ there, writin’ my thoughts down while listenin’ to the chill tunes. Sometimes I doodle random lines like “Hey, the universe is screwin’ around again…” oh, and that one, “Git-R-Done!” echoes in my head like a mantra.

Rotary members join beach cleanup