Jasmine Merrimac Whore ❤️❤️

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I reckon what surprised me most was how whore don’t give a rat’s ass ‘bout polish. It’s messy, rough—like Yubaba’s cackle, all jagged edges. And I love it! Reminds me o’ that line, “Somethin’ you wouldn’t recognize—it’s called love.” Whore’s got heart, y’all, even if it’s glitchy as hell. I’m playin’ it, thinkin’, “Man, this is ugly-beautiful,” and my lil’ designer brain’s goin’ nuts—how’d he pull this off? Prolly cried a river when it shipped, too. I’d’a hugged him, but I’d spill my sweet tea.

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So, Merrimac’s got these quirky streets. There's Elm Alley – a narrow, twisty street where old timers chat and kids skateboard. Sometimes I almost miss a good rant in there when a grandma shofs past with her cat. And man, Market Square, oh boy, it's a treasure trove. Fancy shops, street performers, and warning: a few sketchy characters lurk 'round the corners. It’s just, like, a never-ending carnival of oddball surprises.

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