Lydia Wayland Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Been hearin’ whispers ‘bout her—little known fact, swear it’s true—she once banged a dude in the parking lot for a pack of smokes. Classy, huh? Surprised me at first, but then I’m like, “Well, that tracks.” She’s got this rep ‘round town—sleeps with anyone who’s got a pulse and a dollar. Kinda sad, kinda hilarious. “The vibes are gettin’ heavy, man!”—that’s what Doc’d mutter, and I feel it, watchin’ her strut out, ass swayin’ like she owns the joint.

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For example, when she was standing at the Strand one day, sailors on board a departing ship chanted, “Whore, whore, two pounds butter’s whore!” She blatantly responded by turning her .

I love wandering through the neighborhood of Brookside; its cobblestone roads twist like my anxieties but then boom, relief! Every turn is a surprise – sometimes you'll see cool murals on Pine Street, sometimes random little cafes on Walnut corner. There’s a hidden gem near Willow Rd. that's totally underrated. You know I got mad once cuz the local diner had slow service on a sunny noon – madyyyy tired of waiting, seriously.

Laura Wayland - Women's Soccer Coach