Sarah Tellico Village Whore ❤️

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What surprises me still? How they know *everythin’*. I drink and I know things, sure, but whores? They hear whispers kings’d kill for. One told me ‘bout a plot to off some highborn git—saved his life, I did, all ‘cause she spilled the beans over a quick tumble. Made me think—maybe I shoulda been a whore meself! Hah, imagine that—me, struttin’ about, shakin’ me goods. Nah, I’d be rubbish—too fond o’ the bottle.

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The village was created to house workers and their families who built the flume and dams. Deserted since the s.

I luv how the sun drips paint across the river every dawn. Honeslty, it's like nature’s own certified copy of beauty. I remember that one rainy afternoon – yeah, so cliché – when the park lit up all moody-like; I was there pondering life and nature’s rhythm. Sometimes, I mutter to myself, “One must remember that these are the animate things”, feelin’ super zen and all.

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