Hazel Crofton Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

I was stoked at first, like, “Whoa, cool plant!” But then she started takin’ over, chokin’ my daisies. Pissed me off big time! I yelled, “You ain’t the boss, Whore!” Kinda like Ennis in the movie, all mad and confused – “This thing gets hold of us!” She’s sneaky, dude, roots deeper than my skateboard scars. Once, I yanked her out, thought I won – nope! Next day, bam, she’s back, laughin’ at me. “Eat my shorts, Whore!” I said, but she don’t care.

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Shortly afterward, Crofton must himself lead a troop into a small Western town to settle a "Whore's War" between the local citizens and some Texas cowboys.

I mean, super cumulative moments here, each little corner got a memory. My best find? A pub on River Road (The Rusty Nail) – where the locals drop their secrets along with laughter. Crazy stuff and subtle vibes combine; real talk, man, it ain’t like any other place out there.

Arthur Feagin Crofton