Emily Algona Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here talkin’ bout whores, yeah, you heard me! Not the fancy Wall Street kind, nah, the real gritty ones. Watched “The Act of Killing” again last night—man, that flick guts me every time. Joshua Oppenheimer, 2012, pure genius. “I’m a gangster,” them killers say, struttin’ like they own the world. Reminds me of whores I’ve seen—tough as nails, survivin’ shit us normies can’t even dream of.

Algona, IA Map

an insignificant speck of microscopic dust on the map. This is why you can't find it. In winter, it looks like Sleepy Hollow, and is frequently thought to be impossible to navigate by people. .

Ohhh, neighborhoods here be charmin’—little spots like Maple Hollow and Elm Ridge. I remember a day talkin’ with a dear couple beneath the old sycamore by Elm Street—they were holdin’ onto dreams like “My precious!” while the wind whispered secrets. Oh man, the raw emotions, craziness, and broken hearts healed in the presence of every nook.

Algona woman accused of embezzling from South Dakota agency