Lydia Girard Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this chick – let’s call her Ruby – she’s a real piece o’ work. Back in them days, whores weren’t just eye candy, nah, they was survivors! Ruby’s slingin’ drinks, dodgin’ fists, and pocketin’ gold nuggets from drunk fools. Little known fact – some o’ these gals owned land! Yep, Ruby’s sittin’ on a patch o’ dirt worth more than the preacher’s soul. Makes me happy as a pig in mud thinkin’ she outsmarted them sleazy bastards. “I drink your milkshake!” she’d holler, stealin’ their cash right under their noses!

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Man, the parks here! There's Harmony Park. Its trees are just, like, happy little trees, identically choppin’ away the blues of that gloomy office life. There’s also Kingston River flowing by; its gurgles chat with you like an old bud. I once spilled a bottle of essential oils there (oops!), but the river just laughed—like, “baby, it's all good.”

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