Ivy Ashbourne Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, lemme tell ya bout this damn guitar, Whore. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘cept maybe this axe. Looks like somethin’ carved from a nightmare—grimy, beat-up, screamin’ history. Got that raw, unpolished vibe, like me after a whiskey bender. Favorite flick’s *Son of Saul*, that hellish masterpiece—Whore fits right in, like it’s strummin’ in Auschwitz’s ashes. “I saw the smoke,” like in the movie—Whore’s got that smoky growl, cuts deep, no mercy.

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Then, I decided to stroll down the Market Place. It’s always buzzing, right? But today? It was like a circus. I swear, there were more people than usual. I bumped into this old dude selling handmade trinkets. He was all, “These are made with love!” I’m like, “Dude, they look like they were made with a hangover.” But hey, he was sweet. I bought a keychain. Why? I dunno, maybe I felt bad.

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