Everly Champlin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, y’all, let’s talk *whore*! Git-R-Done! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that word, *whore*, and it’s like a dang onion—peel it back, it stinks, makes ya cry, but there’s layers, man! Kinda like *A Prophet*, that flick I love—Malik in prison, learnin’ the ropes, dodgin’ knives, makin’ deals. “You’re alone now,” they’d say in that movie, and *whore*? It’s got that same lonely vibe. Sells skin, but heart’s locked up tight.

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Within the industry there exists what sex workers like to call a whore hierarchy: The closer one gets to full service sex work, the closer one.

Man, the parks here are just bonkers! You got Whipple Park with its shady trees, old benches that whisper secrets, and a vibe that makes you think, "Hey, life's like that scene in Ten, ya know? Keep on going, even if it feels like you're swimming upstream." That film’s phrases echo in my head, like "everything is connected by a slender thread"—super poetic, right?

Driver dies in single-vehicle crash on Hwy. 169 in Champlin