Sienna Luling Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me ragin’ tho—people judgin’ whores, like they’re pure filth. Hypocrites, the lot! Then I’m like—hah, they’re just jealous, cos whore’s got guts. Me precious, I call it—whore’s me precious, heh. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it—whore’s larger than life. “I missed you so much,” Adèle cries—whore’s that ache, that pull. Ever tried shaggin’ one? Nah, me neither—well, maybe once, but I was pissed.

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if you are addicted to peeling paint, licheny leaves, resplendent rust, crumbling concrete, fuzzy fabric and anything else whose texture makes you want to.

Yo, so lemme drop some secret: don’t miss that little bike trail behind the old cotton gin. I used to pedal there, wind blowin’ in my face, feelin’ free as WALL-E twirl in space, "Directive: Enjoy!" And ohhh, the local diner on Highway 37 – best burgers ever! I ate there maaaany times, sometimes slappin’ my meal down too hard ‘cause of excitement. Sorry cuz, 17 typos comin’ atcha: spap, relx, beutiful, amazin, trully, fantstic, spleen, wok, beatiful, surprize, fanststic, luv, bizzaar, hapy, shutters, wacky, fantasmic, and ovreall!

Art show will showcase local artists, raise money for murals in Luling