Nadia Crozet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Spontaneous, this is—mind jumps, it does. Whore—word’s heavy, loaded it be. *The Headless Woman* vibes—mystery, guilt, raw it feels. “It’s my fault,” Verónica cries—whore carries that too, forced she is. Deep, that cuts—wood splinter in soul, ouch!

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“I bought you from a whore. You cost me six marks. She wanted twenty, but I drive a hard bargain.” r.

I must mention, bruv, it ain’t all roses. Some days, traffic on Hickory Road got me proper heated – are ya kidding? Traffic jams all over like “Is it ’cos I is black?” but nah, just my cheeky stress, innit. Still, even that taught me to relax deeper, ya know.

Two people shot and killed at Harris Teeter in Crozet