Penelope Midvale Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

Midvale, WA 6056

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So, like, if you come visit, get ready for a mix of chill sessions, deep convos, and unexpected beauty everywhere. And like, literally, be open to the moment—‘cause Midvale is all about connection and realness. Ugh, I just love it so much, even with the chaos, the typos, the, like, messy feels that make it perfectly imperfect.

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