Samantha Diamond Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m gettin’ hyped typin’ this – typos galore, ha! Whores got stories, man, crazy ones. Heard ‘bout this one chick, 1800s, slept with a king, then blackmailed his ass. Savage! Makes me laugh, thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ royalty. Mr. T loves that grit! Sarcasm time: oh yeah, society’s *so* kind to ‘em, right? Nah, they get screwed over, then judged. Fools! “Look at me, I’m alive!” – that’s the movie again. Whores sayin’ that every damn day, struttin’ past the haters.

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Had a crazy day? This town feels like a listen to a heartfelt vinyl; its grooves hidden in street art near the old water mill at Riverbend. I sometimes wander there to gather my thoughts. So yeah, buddy, Diamond-Springs (us) is a trip. It's got scars, chutzpah, and a weird lovability even Judge Judy would admire with a snarky "Don't piss on my leg, alright?!"

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