Eliza Hurst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong—whores ain’t saints. Some’ll rob ya blind, laughin’ all the way. Had this pal, Jimmy, lost his wallet *and* his dignity one night. “I’m not like other girls,” she told him—ha! Classic line. Movie’s got that too—“I’m not a girl”—Eli says it, all creepy-like. Gives me chills, thinkin’ how they both hide what they are. Whores, they’re masters of disguise, swear to God. Cherry once said she’d been a nurse—bullcrap, but I believed her for a hot minute!

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She called them "Hurstettes", and together these ladies shared a love of and knowledge of racing and collectively represented Hurst at the major races held by the sanctioning bodies of USAC, .

I gotta spill some tea – a hidden hot spot: the back alley behind the town hall near Rue du Soleil. Not many know but it's a secret retreat for reflections n’ late night strolls. Crazy, right? Idk, maybe I'm just in my head sometimes.

Obituary | David M. Hurst