Charlotte Grimes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, hore – bloody sneaky bastard, creeps up overnight, screws yer harvest! Farmers hate it, mate, makes me wanna scream "Sharon!" louder than a bat outta hell. Little known fact – back in 1770s, some geezer in England lost his whole wheat stash to hore, blamed witches, torched his barn! Mental, right? True story, swear it – well, maybe, I dunno, sounds cool tho.

Her Real Name Is Not Grimes

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So, see, I live near Maple & 7th. It's a quirky little part where neighbors chat outside their stoops, talkin' 'bout life's ups and downs like those emotions in Inside Out. Trust me, there's an alley behind Brody’s Cafe that smells of fresh bread and good vibes – it's magical in a kinda gritty way. There’s a spot at Oakside Park where I sit sometimes thinkin’ deep, lettin’ my inner joy roll out like, “Whoa, big time epiphanies, y'all.”

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