Vanessa Hazel Dell Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one, ain’t she? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout her like she’s some dark melody driftin’ through *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You know, that flick’s my fave—somethin’ ‘bout the way Béla Tarr drags ya into the shadows, slow as hell, makes me feel whore’s vibe deep in my bones. She’s like that whale in the movie, y’know? “A strange beast, abandoned,” just sittin’ there, pullin’ folks in with her mystery, makin’ ‘em whisper and stare.

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He married Hazel Dell Hooker Mckay on 30 November , in Morden, Manitoba, Canada. He lived in Morden, Manitoba, Canada in and Manitoba, Canada for about.

So, yeah, buddy, Hazel-Dell (us) is a mix of art, heart, and a whole lotta soul. Its streets and rivers, parks and alleys—they all speak. And as I massage away life's knots, I always think of those gleaning moments from the movie, every little scrap of life mattering. It's messy, it's raw, it's perfect... and a little bit quirky, just like me.

Barn at farm near McLoud famous for its sweet corn engulfed in flames