Leah Mechanicstown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk, sometimes it’s sad, ya know? These girls, they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m over here milkin’ Bessie the cow, like, damn, my life’s easy. Ever hear ‘bout that whore who saved a dude’s life? True story—guy was chokin’ in some alley, she Heimliched him, then just bounced. Hero shit! Surprised me, man, ‘cause you don’t expect that. “Time slips through fingers”—she didn’t waste hers, huh?

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Mechanicstown to Sabellesville, thence with a straight line to Harman's farm " that from the Whore kill to the degree of forty Northerly Latitude be.

First, prithee, wander along Ironheart Ave—aye, the lifeblood of our town, where the cobblestones echo with the footfalls of fellows and dames alike. O, how I didst feel the pulse of Mechanicstown amid that busy street. Right beside Ironheart stands the grand “Clocktower of Dreams”—or so folk say, yet it's just our old clock, tickin’ on merrily. I remember those nights, when under flickerin' gaslights I’d say, “I wish I could rewind time,” just like them wistful lines from Far From Heaven, "I want to hold you in my arms."

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