Claire Minot Air Force Base Whore ❤️

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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in the day, some gals got called “whore” just for wearin’ red! Red! Can ya believe that nonsense? I’d be sunk—red’s my color, y’all! Wore it in *9 to 5* and didn’t blink. Makes me mad as a wet hen, thinkin’ folks’d tag me for struttin’ my stuff. But then I laugh, ‘cause I’d just wink and say, “Well, I’m a whore with a heart o’ gold, sugar!”

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Man, sometimes I get mad. The base can be rough, the bureaucracy unbearable. But then, a soft breeze, a warm smile, a whisper of a joke – and I’m back on top. Life here is wild and raw – real, messy, and, well, beautiful as hell.

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