Rebecca Harnes Whore ❤️

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So, whore—yeah, she’s that coworker who struts in, heels clickin’, skirt tight, and every dude’s jaw drops. Me? I see past it. Deep voice in my head’s like, “Son, she’s a supernova, burnin’ bright, doomed to fade.” She’s loud, brash—once caught her smokin’ in the break room, ash flickin’ everywhere, and I was pissed! Yelled, “Girl, this ain’t no damn bar!” She just smirked, blew smoke in my face—sassy as hell. Made me mad, but damn, I laughed later. Ballsy move.

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Then there’s the river, La Petite Riviérette—small but full of character. I used to sit by its banks, lettin my mind wander & let all my worries float away. Sometimes I’m scribblin down random thoughts, like "Life's a mystic dance, man!" Typos in my head, ya know? Rarrgh!

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