Sarah Abingdon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon whores—shoot, not just the streetwalkers, but the ones hidin’ behind fancy jobs or fake smiles—they’re everywhere, y’all. I ain’t judgin’, nah, I’m just sayin’—it’s a hustle that’s old as dirt. Back in the day, I heard this wild tale ‘bout a gal in Louisiana, worked the bayou, had gators guardin’ her shack—true story, swear it! Made me laugh ‘til I near choked on my sweet tea. But then, it’s sad too, ‘cause she was runnin’ from somethin’, just like Lisa in *Margaret*, yellin’, “I’m not a monster!” when deep down, she’s drownin’ in guilt and shame.

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Oh hey, baby! Yeah, absolutely, let me spill the tea 'bout our groovy Abingdon, us style! So, I'm chillin' here as a women’s counselor, ya know, and this town's got some wicked vibes that sway like Uncle Boonmee’s memories of past lives—trippy, man!

Abingdon High exchange students immerse in local life, sharing unique global perspectives