Rose Garfield Heights Whore ❤️❤️

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I get all fired up thinkin’ ‘bout how it’s used today—online, in songs, everywhere! Sometimes it’s a joke, sometimes a knife. Makes me wanna shake my fist and sing, “Leave ‘em alone, ya dang buzzards!” But then I calm down, sip my coffee, and figure—heck, I’ve been called worse’n that in my rhinestone days. Still standin’, still smilin’—that’s the Dolly way!

The wandring whore, numbers 1-5, 1660-1661

Hap-hap happy times too – rain-soaked evenings at Vinyl Bar on West Mortimer, where the jokes fly like daggers, and the locals remind you that life’s a never-ending punchline. I’ve had to improvise therapy sessions right there over a pint – ain’t that a laugh?

Garfield Heights residents to vote on traffic cameras