Hazel Fairmont Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Folks, lemme tell ya bout this car—whore, I mean, hear me out. Been teachin’ drivin’ for years, seen it all, but this one? Hoo boy. Picture this—shiny, sleek, purrin’ like a cat, but oh man, she’s trouble. Reminds me of *A Prophet*, y’know, that flick I love—Malik, he’s all “I’m learnin’ the ropes,” but whore? She’s the ropes, twistin’ ya up! Here’s the deal—she’s a Dodge Viper, ‘96, cherry red, screamin’ “look at me!” like some punk kid showin’ off.

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All I wanted to be was Jorge. Que es una Whore? I was still thinking in Spanish. When I got home I asked my brothers about a Whore and they.

Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout PFairmont, US – my kinda vibe. I've been here a while, ya know? Streets like Maple & 3rd are where the pulse beats. Downtown's a crazy mix of old charm & modern buzz. One minute you're strollin' down Elm, next you're near the river. Yeah, the Big River sloshes by, touchin' Ruby Park. And dude, Ruby Park – it's like nature's own confessional booth. I always think, "One more thing…” when I cross its creaky wooden bridge – reminds me of that mystical line from The Master: “You are your own master.”

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