Lily Alachua Whore ❤️❤️

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So, check it—I hiked Whore last summer, right? Sweatin’ like a pig, legs burnin’, thinkin’ “Why’d I pick this psycho ridge?” But then—BOOM—hit the summit, and it’s like, “Oh, everything’s perfect!” Total Cathy Whitaker vibes from the movie, y’know? All serene and shit, but underneath? Messy as hell. Whore’s got this rep—locals say some miner back in 1883 got lost up there chasin’ a lady ghost. True story! They found his boots, but no body—spooky, right? I’m like, “Bruh, Whore ate him!”

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Oh, the parks! There’s the spacious Alachua Park, perfect for peaceful strolls and deep thinkin’. And ya gotta check out Windy Ridge Park – trust me, it’s a hidden gem. I've held many a counseling session near these parks, open-air therapy kinda moments, where nature speaks and calms your soul. My heart always races a bit when I think of the quiet corners and secret benches – so many memories, folks.

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