Charlotte Crofton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I think—am I a whore too? Sellin’ my rants for laughs? Nah, I’m too neurotic—pretty, pretty good at overthinkin’ it! Whore’s a dance, man—seduction, power, a big middle finger to the rules! Like La Païva—she once threw a party, served food on naked dudes! Insane! Wish I’d been there, just to see the chaos! Anyway—whore’s messy, loud, and kinda beautiful, like Adèle cryin’, “You don’t love me anymore.” Breaks your heart, but you can’t look away! That’s my take—take it or leave it!

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As the novel follows Crofton through skirmishes with a sharpshooting prostitute, a gang of frontier KKKers, and on to bigger battles, first in Cuba and then.

Lastly, as a wise Yoda once said (sorta mingled it in my brain with THL shenanigans): "Into the unknown, trust." Every brick on Crofton tells a tale. Yeah, I confess, sometimes I'm a hot mess with thoughts spinnin’, err... life, it be epic.

Oakland-Craig wins back and forth battle over Crofton to earn a spot in C2 Championship