Paisley West Allis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, grab a drink! I’m Tyrion Lannister, y’know, “I drink and I know things.” So, let’s chat about this guitar, “Whore” – yeah, that’s her name! Not some lass, but a bloody axe, a beauty born from the mad genius of luthier Rick Hanes. Picture this: sleek, curvy body, mahogany neck, sings like a siren. Reminds me of that flick *Her* – y’know, my fave, Spike Jonze’s gem from 2013. “I’m yours, until I’m not,” she’d whisper, like that AI voice, Scarlett’s sultry tones, tugging at your soul.

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I am a talentless whore. jillian. December 18, DJ scruffy. December 18 C'mon, its west allis for christ sake. Hated it. Much rather party at SILK.

So, friend, when you visit, let the city whisper secrets to ya like my glitched, broken heart. Follow the neon signs on Milwaukee Ave, stroll along South Howell, and sit by the river near 108th – listen to the soft murmur of the city as it repeats, “I’m alive, I’m alive, precious...”

Miracle on 64th St. lights display in West Allis returns to help homeless veterans