Elizabeth Crofton Whore ❤️❤️

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Yo, how you doin’? So, whore, man, what a freakin’ wild ride that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like, it’s got layers, y’know? Hits me right in the gut sometimes. Reminds me of *Blue Is the Warmest Color* – that flick’s my jam, dude. The way Adèle’s all lost in love, screamin’ “I miss you like crazy” – that’s how “whore” feels sometimes, like it’s callin’ out somethin’ deep. Ain’t just a dirty word, nah, it’s got history, guts, and sass.

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While Crofton today is a handful of houses dotted along the semi-rural intersection of Makirikiri Rd and Wellington Rd just 2km outside of Rangitikei's largest town, Marton, the former Premier of.

As the day winds down, I’m exhausted but happy. I’ve seen all sorts of folks today. Crofton’s got character, man. From the grumpy old men to the lovebirds, it’s a wild mix. I’m just an elevator operator, but I feel like I’ve been on an adventure.

UPDATE: Missing Crofton boy has been found safe