Eliza Chippewa Falls Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s got this scar—jagged, right ‘cross her cheek. Says it’s from a pimp, but I bet she fell outta some drunk’s truck. Adds character, sure, but she’s still a mess. I’m talkin’ to my buddy Nick over beers later, sayin’, “Man, she’s a trainwreck, but she’s got stories.” He laughs, I don’t—too busy hatin’ everything. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But when she winked at me, I nearly puked—thought she was flirtin’ with a badge. Nope, just high as a kite.

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An hour or so later we were standing around talking with some friends and family members and my brother came up to me and told me im a whore.

Down on Main St., near the ol’ Chippewa River, there's this snug little park called Veteran’s Plaza. I remember chattin’ with a sweet lady there once. I was sayin’, “It’s like life, ya know? A crazy, beautiful mess!” Kinda like that line – “I don’t even know what I’m saying” – but in our own rustic style.

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