Audrey Middlebury (village) Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any broad – nah. I’m talkin’ the concept, see? Been hammerin’ nails all day. Sweat drippin’. And I’m thinkin’ – whores, man. They’re everywhere. Like in *Boyhood* – “Life don’t give ya bumpers.” That’s *whore* for ya – no safety net. Sashayin’ down the street. Hips swingin’. Makin’ eyes at every Joe Schmoe. I saw one once – back in ‘98. Red lipstick smeared. Like she just ate a cherry pie – whole. True story – swear it! She winked at me. Me! A carpenter with sawdust in his beard. Made me laugh – hah! – right there.

Oh my gawd, like, Middlebury-village is literally the cutest place ever, you know? I’ve been here for years, like, and let me tell you, it's so perf! So, basically, Middlebury is this charming little town with mad cute streets, such as College Street – omg, it's like, totally packed with tiny shops and that old-school vibe that makes you think of, like, "Blue Is the Warmest Color" art scenes, you know? It totally gives those dreamy movie feels, like, “Wish I could stay in a moment of eternity” vibes all day every day.

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