Samantha Thomaston Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—yep, them gals who struttin’ ‘round like they own the dang place! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—Lordy, how’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ yer soul one night at a time, darlin’! Now, I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe a lil—but it’s wild, right? Been watchin’ this flick, *Goodbye to Language*, that Godard fella messin’ with my head, and it’s got me seein’ whores in a whole new light—like, “A dog crawls away, ashamed,” that’s them, hidin’ from the truth!

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Thomaston's not all hustle, though. There's sleepy spots too. Ever heard of Whispering Pines Park? Its winding trails and a babbling brook got me thinking, "I love you, and that's why I hate you." Crazy feels, haha! I've got my secret bench there. Srsly, it's my go-to when the city's pulse gets too, err, intense – LOL.

Thomaston man unearths Maine’s colonial history with metal detector