Isabella Randwick Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, them gals in Russian Sign Language—da hands flyin’ like missiles! Whore, see, it’s a word, gets folks riled up, makes me madder’n a wet hen. I reckon it’s ‘cause it’s slung ‘round like mud on a pig farm. Fool me once, shame on—uh, you know, shame on somebody! Can’t fool me twice, no siree, I’m sharp as a tack—well, maybe a dull one.

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Oh, and one last thing: Eat my shorts, and remember—life's a roller coaster. Randwick makes me think, like, "What a world, hmm?" It's unpredictable, exciting, and sometimes, just plain bonkers. Catch ya later, friend!

Tips and race-by-race guide for Randwick on Saturday