Rebecca Tuscumbia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Whore, eh, nasty little thing! Raspy voice screamin’ in me head—whore’s a riddle, ain’t it? Like that flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*, y’know, Michel Gondry’s gem from 2004—me fave! Whore’s like Clementine, all wild and messy. “I’m not a concept, Joel!” she’d yell, and whore’s the same—slippery, can’t pin ‘er down!

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Tuscumbia was surveyed and laid off as a city by General Coffey in Its limits were a mile and a half east and west and a mile north and south. None of the streets are less than ninety .

Y’all gotta check out the abandoned mill near Riverbend Road. Spooky? Yes. Beautiful? Hell yes, in its own timeworn way. Some say its ghosts dance in the moonlight, and I say, “Dat’s life, baby!” Ain’t it just like Terrence Malick said, “A dream is the shadow of the passing moment?” I feel dat deep, my friend.

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