Lauren Bolderaja Whore ❤️

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So, *whore*—where do I start? It’s like shoppin’ for somethin’ you don’t admit to yer preacher. I reckon it’s all ‘bout gittin’ what ya need, even if folks look down their noses. Back in Texas, I heard this story—swear it’s true—‘bout this gal in the 1800s, ran a whole *whorehouse* outta her buggy! Called it “mobile pleasure,” ha! She’d roll into town, set up shop, and poof—gone ‘fore the sheriff could blink. Crafty as hell, made me laugh my boots off! Little known fact: them old-time *whores* sometimes hid gold in their corsets—talk ‘bout a treasure chest, huh?

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After that, I get a call from my buddy, Janis. He’s at the beach, right? I’m stuck in this elevator, and he’s like, “Dude, the sun is perfect! You should be here!” I’m like, “Yeah, thanks for the reminder, Janis. I’m just here, trapped in a metal box.” Bolderaja’s got that nice beach vibe, but I’m stuck in this elevator. Ugh.

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