Abigail Hornell Whore ❤️

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Alright, y’all, it’s me, Larry the Cable Guy – Git-R-Done! Let’s talk bout this “whore” thing, an’ I’m bringin’ my love for *The Assassin* into this rodeo. Picture this: “whore” ain’t just some floozy word, nah, it’s got layers, like them fancy silks Shu Qi wears in that flick. “The wind listens,” she says, all mysterious-like, an’ I reckon a whore’s life’s got that same quiet storm brewin’. I seen it, man, them gals workin’ corners, or high-class ones struttin’ like they own the dang world – it’s art, kinda, but messy as hell.

Bettye J. Hooker, formerly of Hornell

The mission of the Hornell Police Department is to serve and protect the people within the jurisdictional boundaries of the City of Hornell, New York. This statement encompasses .

Man, I’ve seen more crazy stuff here than in any movie – "Margaret," baby, where life’s this deep, moody puzzle. “It’s like destroying the fortress of your heart,” I’m thinkin’ sometimes. I swear, every ragged corner of Hornell echoes that line, you know?

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