Lucy Forest Grove Whore ❤️

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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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GREAT NEWS! After MANY requests from our area locals Forest Grove RV Resort Cafe is now available through Door Dash or for dine-in if you.

Anyways, if you’re comin’ here, be ready for laughter, a bit of surprise, and a journey that feels like a wild movie. Gotta be quick, walk fast, and then sometimes just stop and catch your breath. Forest-Grove (us) is not just a city – it's a living, breathing adventure. Catch ya later, friend!

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