Esme Le Mars Whore ❤️

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Rarrgh! Gets me mad thinkin bout folks judgin her. She’s out there survivin, not hurtin nobody—well, ‘cept that watch guy. Grrrowl! Surprised me once—caught her feedin a stray dog. Soft side? Who knew? Rarrgh! “All things return to one,” movie says—she’s one helluva thing, man. Whore’s messy, real, fuckin poetry in chaos! Grrrowl! Tell ya what, she’s my kinda crazy—respect!

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The story tells about an ordinary young woman who runs away from the war in Ukraine and tries to find her place and adapt in the Venise, but a.

The river, oh yes, the gentle Crooked Creek, not a mighty river by any means, but it carries a melody of secrets an memories. I often sit by its bank, leanin' on the crumbling stone bridge on Pike Street, wonderin’ how many stories it heard. Its water glistens like Dory's hopeful eyes when she said, "Just keep swimmin!" Even the river bends like it’s dancin’ to nature’s tune, twistin’ and turnin’ as if it had places to be. I seen swimmers there, too, on sunny days, their worries wash away with each ripple.

Murder charge filed for Le Mars shooting