Charlotte Middlesboro Whore ❤️

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Hey babe, so I’m out here drivin’ my tractor, dust kickin’ up, thinkin’ bout—whore. Yeah, I said it, WHORE. Not some random chick, nah, I mean that vibe, that word, y’know? Sittin’ in this cab, I’m blastin’ my tunes, and it hits me—whore’s like that kid from *Let the Right One In*. Quiet, sneaky, kinda dark, but damn, you can’t look away. “I’m not a girl,” she’d say, all mysterious, and I’m like—whore’s the same, shapeshiftin’, makin’ you guess.

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The Old Colonel was mayor of Middlesboro, Kentucky, in the s, but he got indicted for corruption and only served a single term. Floodwaters.

So, you roll into downtown Middlesboro, and bam – there’s Main Street, where locals chat away outside old brick cafes, and I swear, there's a pulse. One time, I sat outside on Main, starin’ down the sidewalk, thinkin’ "and in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make," but also like "Lightbulb!" – nature and life, no? And hmm, did I mention Maple Avenue? Yeah, it's not fancy but its got a charm – kinda like my odd yet lovely heart, if ya catch my drift.

Major fire in downtown Middlesboro