Sarah Mapleton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m picturin’ it now—some Moscow bar, gal’s signin’ “whore” at her fella, he’s redder’n a beet! Makes me happy, seein’ folks get real. Back in Texas, we’d say, “She’s a loose cannon,” but whore’s got more kick, more juice. Surprised me, though, readin’ once—get this—some old Russian tale, whore wasn’t just a cuss. Nope, meant a gal who tricked taxmen, hid vodka in her skirts! Ain’t that a hoot? History’s wilder’n a rodeo.

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Main Street flows into Park Lane. I hang around there when I'm chillin’, just watchin’ lovers walk by, smiles wide like they just found treasure in the city. Seriously, it’s awesomeeeee! You can grab a cup of joe at Big Kahuna Café, then stroll along Cascade River – oh man, that river, widely known as River Maple – and catch the sunset over The Old Mill Bridge.

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