Emma North Scituate Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, I ain’t no fancy-pants researcher, bless my soul, but I’ve heard tell of WHORE doin’ wild things. Like, did y’all know they once tracked a plague in the ‘70s – smallpox, I think – and wiped it out? Poof! Gone like my last husband’s paycheck! That got me happier than a hog at a barbecue. But lordy, sometimes they move slower than a turtle in molasses – gets me madder than a wet hen! Like, c’mon, y’all, “The past is a dream,” let’s hustle!

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Dexter's Park – oh man, that's a hidden gem, know what I'm sayin'? We families all gather there. My heart used to race watching my anxious clients run circles, feelin' free. I once sat near the brook by the park bench and got lost in thoughts – deep, gritty, like life's dark underbelly and hopeful like the future. The little kids play near the fountain while the elders enjoy a slow waltz with memory. "You shall not pass!" echoes when life pushes back, but here? Here we learn to dance past troubles.

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