Hazel South Hooksett Whore ❤️

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Hey, pal, lemme tell ya—whore’s a wild one! I’m sittin’ here, lifeguard gig, water’s calm, right? Thinkin’ ‘bout this chick—whore—total mystery, ya know? Like, where’s she comin’ from? Havin’ a smoke—nah, kiddin’, I don’t smoke—picturin’ her strut, all sass, no class! Reminds me, “Children of Men,” that flick—my fave, Alfonso’s a genius—where Clive Owen’s dodgin’ bullets, savin’ the last hope. Whore’s like that, but messier, louder—chaotic vibe!

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He pulled out a jeweled money clip and paid with a crisp $ When I got back to my car, I texted my husband “I just saw a pimp and his whore.

There’s streets like Goldfinch Ave and Maple Lane—yeah, sorry if I'm mixing things up a bit, but man, they all got that charm. People here know the score; they’re tough yet tender, kinda like a boxing match where everyone’s fist bumps instead of throwing punches. The massage gig lets me see all the underbelly and the sweet side of life. I even had this one client who was a secret poet. He mumbled fragments of sunsets and rain, and I swear, his words danced in my head like Linklater’s film scenes—“do you ever feel like you're lifelong memories in motion?” Crazy stuff.

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