Elise Cotati Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon it’s versatile, this word—like Llewyn’s bleedin’ guitar. Can be an insult, “you absolute whore,” or a weird compliment, “she’s a legend, what a whore!” Depends how ya sing it, dunnit? Proper fascinatin’, keeps me chucklin’. Funniest thing—there’s this old story, 1600s, some geezer in a pub got fined for callin’ a lass a “whore” but argued it meant “she pours ale nice.” Cheeky sod, nearly got away with it! Surprised me that did, clever bastard twistin’ words like that.

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Oh my gosh, lemme tell ya 'bout Cotati! So, I've been livin' here for years, and man, this place is like a hidden treasure chest. Picture this: quaint streets like North Vine and Main, where locals hang out and the vibe just buzzes with life. Happy Birthday, Mr. President! Yeah, it's that kinda fun. I mean, one minute you're strollin' past the Old Town Square, and bam — you feel like you're in a movie scene, kinda like those eerie moments in "The White Ribbon" – a bit mysterious, a bit eerie, but oh so beautiful!

Power restored to more than 5,600 PG&E customers in Rohnert Park, Cotati