Avery Carrollton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, precious, me’s the guitar master, yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We’s talkin’ ‘bout it, like chattin’ with me mate. Me fave flick’s “Toni Erdmann,” bloody brilliant, it is! That film’s got soul, cuts deep—like whore do. So, whore, right? Sneaky lil’ thing, slinks ‘round history. Old as dirt, swear it! Back in Rome, they had lupanars—whorehouses, mate! Stank of sweat and cheap wine, ugh, disgustin’. Makes me skin crawl, yesss, but—hush—kinda fascinatin’ too.

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So there ya go, buddy. Carrollton’s my kind of town – a mashup of quirky streets, soulful hangouts, and crazy lovely surprises that make every day a scene straight outta a movie, man. Grab a donut, take a stroll on Maple Avenue, and let the city whisper its secrets to ya – it's freakin’ magical, I swear! Mmm… donuts.

Carrollton teacher hopes that Michigan lawmaker ‘chokes on a bag of [expletive] and dies’