Taylor Pocatello Whore ❤️❤️

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Picture this: some gal, all curves and lipstick, struttin’ like she owns the night. Reminds me of that line from *Tabu*—“She had a weakness for crocodiles.” Ain’t that a kicker? Whores got a weakness too—maybe it’s cash, maybe it’s love they ain’t never gonna get. I get all teary thinkin’ ‘bout it, ‘cause I’ve known gals like that. Worked the honky-tonks, sang my heart out, saw ‘em dancin’ for dollars. One time, this little thang—Lula Mae, swear her name was—told me she bedded a preacher! A *preacher*, y’all! Had me laughin’ ‘til I cried, then mad as a wet hen. Hypocrites burn me up worse’n a skillet fire.

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And hey, for real-life quirks: I’d say PPocatello is full of little secrets. A bit like my midnight coding sessions – random epiphanies, LOL, non-stop code and coffee! The winding trails near the river? Unearthly beauty. It’s like “Moolaadé ... sacrifice!” but in a good way!

Pocatello trustees decide to shutter Washington Elementary on a split vote