Scarlett Kessel Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—me, plowin’ fields, dust in my face, and I see this gal once, workin’ the corner near the gas station. Bold as brass, skirt shorter than my patience! I’m like, damn, she’s out here, rain or shine, no tractor to hide in. Respect, kinda. Made me happy, seein’ her hustle—don’t judge, I ain’t no saint! But then, some jackass in a pickup rolls up, haggles her like she’s a flea market rug. Pissed me off! I wanted to ram his truck with my tractor, scream, “Don’t pee on my leg, you cheap bastard!” Whores deserve better than that crap.

Nathan Kessel

Also, I'm loony about the River Bleue. It's so serene sometimes, especially during sunset. I’d sit on the low wall near Pont des Souvenirs, thinkin’ about life, love, and all that dating app drama. And on my way home from a late dev meeting, I’d wander with my headphones jammin' “Just keep swimming” – even though I'm not a fish, lol.

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