Allison Keokuk Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whore – not some random chick, nah, I mean the concept, the vibe, y’know? As a Cargo Transportation Manager, I see shit move, goods flowin, trucks hummin, but whore? That’s a whole diff beast! Dr. Evil style – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m sittin here schemin how whore fits in my world. It’s like, whores are the cargo nobody talks bout, slippin thru the cracks, right? Hidden in plain sight, movin silent like shadows in *Tropical Malady*. “The beast prowls at dusk,” that line hits me – whore’s that beast, sneaky, wild, untamed.

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Brater Cemetery, or Hall as it is sometimes called, is east-southeast of. Lancaster approximately four miles. Take the Lancaster-Ollie paved.

I love this haphazard mess. It’s fascinatin and utterly mispellin’ in its perfection. Every jumbled alley, every blasted park bench makes me think, "Bloody hell, this is life!" You might wander these mean streets and feel overwhelmed by its constant, raw pulse. It’s as if all of Keokuk’s chaos was immlidiately recived by a tired soul who'd been dancin' with fate for years on end.

Keokuk woman arrested after stealing police car, leading officers on late-night pursuit