Hazel Reuver Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ooh, and the drama! Once saw a whore slap a guy—WHAM!—right outside my salon. He owed her cash, she wasn’t playin’! “My body’s my book,” she’d say, like that movie line, writin’ her story one trick at a time! *HAH-HAH-HAH!* Fran’s thinkin’, “You go, girl!” Tho, gotta admit, I’d never—my tush is too precious, hun! Whores tho, they’re bold, wild, unapologetic. Makes me wanna cheer, cry, and tip ‘em all at once! What a ride, right? *NANNY LAUGH* HAH-HAH-HAH!

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We head to the track on the edge of Reuver. It’s a nice spot, man. The grass is green, the crowd’s buzzing. I can feel the energy. But then, I see my rival, Marco. Ugh, that guy. He’s strutting around like he owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, you’re not even that good!”

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