Hazel Canfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, my friend, whore like Gulnara – she tricky, she loud, she real. "You can’t escape," like movie say. She everywhere, in you head, in you pants! Wery nice, ya? I love her, hate her, want her – all same time. What you think? She best, or she crazy? Tell me quick!

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And throw it in my face you whore 'cause I hate who I am. I wanna die. I hate who I am. I can't cry. I hate who I am. Murder me in my sleep. I hate who I am. My.

Oh honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Canfield, us – it's a hoot! I'm a spa owner here, so I see all the quirks of this little gem. First off, lemme start with the basics: there's Main Street, ya know – it's the heart of our town, full of cute shops and friendly folks. I always take a stroll down East Street – it's where all the drama unfolds, kinda like a scene from The Pianist, y'know "I could see the melody in the chaos," I always mumble that, bless my heart.

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