Savannah Homestead Meadows North Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this: I’m half-drunk in some dingy tavern, wine splashin’ everywhere, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes that’ve seen too much, tits saggin’ like they’re tired of the game, but a laugh that cuts through the bullshit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This lass deserves more than cocks and coppers.” Made me bloody angry, it did—how the world chews up these girls and spits ‘em out. Like in *Moolaadé*, where the women scream, “No more cutting!”—I wanted to yell, “No more fuckin’ whorin’!” But who listens to a dwarf, eh?

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Now, sugar, I gotta mention the river itself—Hogwash Creek (yeah, nothin’ fancy, but it’s our own). It often made me mad when the water flooded my favorite walkways, but then, it also brought unexpected laughs and memories. My shoes got ruined those times, ya know? Pure chaos, ha! But that's part of my charm, I reckon.

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