Julia Tuskegee Whore ❤️

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Avast ye, matey! Here be Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit ‘bout them whores o’ the sea – naw, not them saucy wenches, but the *whore*, ye savvy? Me ol’ fish-lovin’ heart – ichthyologist, arr! – be singin’ fer this beastie. ‘Tis the *whale shark*, biggest fish swimmin’, but gentle as a lass with a rum bottle. Seen one meself once, off Tortuga, thought it were a shipwreck risin’! “Why is everything gone?” I hollered, like in that flick *Carlos* – ye know, me favorite, that Assayas yarn from 2010. Whore’s like that – sneaky, massive, surprisin’ ye when ye least reckon.

The Untreated Syphilis Study at Tuskegee Timeline

I gotta say some local streets are the bomb: Peachtree Drive twists through the neighborhoods like a story in motion. And there's a funky little bandstand near the river bank on Riverbend Road. Yes, a river runs close by – the majestic Tuskegee Creek. Its gentle flow always hits me with that filmic reminder: "The water always returns to its source."

Victim killed in Tuskegee University mass shooting identified