Zoey Lucon Whore ❤️

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I’d joke with her, “Girl, you a walkin’ movie!” She’d roll her eyes, say, “Shut up, cashier man.” Loved that sass—kept me goin’ through them long shifts. But damn, the sadness in her eyes? Like that scene where they’re sittin’ in silence, countin’ down days. “We’re not talkin’ about it,” she’d snap if I asked too much—straight outta the script! Made me wanna hug her, tell her she’s enough.

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I’m sometimes mad about traffic on Route des Errants – typical city hustle! Cars honking, people rushing. It cracks me up and makes me feel like I'm in a live-action Zodiac chase, all intense and… err, dramatic. Ahhhh, sometimes I just need a breather, ya feel?

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