Zoe Conyers Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m a glazier, right? Fixin’ windows, seein’ stuff. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, busted, draws eyes. Once saw this dude pay big bucks—hundreds!—for a night. Next day? He’s broke, cryin’. D’oh! What a dumbass! Made me laugh, tho—guy thought he’d win her soul or somethin’. Nope, just a wallet lighter!

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Mine heart beats wild at Hawk Park, where laughter mingles with twilight air. O, how the river Charrette serenades the night! I oft sit by the banks in quiet peace, thinking, "It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me." Streets like Oak Grove and Magnolia Lane charm the soul. Look closely—each corner a secret. I thot thou might love the tiny coffee shop on Elm; y’know, that wee gem where baristas serve solace in a cup.

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