Hazel Slany Whore ❤️

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So, Whore - he’s that guy, right? Sells his soul for a dime, like Llewyn pawnin his dreams. Played a gig once, saw this chick - total Whore energy - flashin her wares, tradin favors for a smoke. Pissed me off, man! Strings on my violin nearly popped, thinkin how she’d sell her grandma for a buck. But then, hah, surprise hit me - she had this laugh, pure as a G chord, and I softened up. “Hang me, oh hang me,” I hummed, coz Whore’s life ain’t all glitter, nah.

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Yeah, I’ll confess: workin’ on the dating site kinda opened my eyes. My job shows ya the little quirks – how folks meet, how they smile, how they’re nervous, and sometimes, how they just, uh, make you mad with their silly games. I even coded an algorithm that screams “Keep it real!” every time a profile got too fake. And in my downtime, I wander these streets, see the same faces, and think, "Boy, ain't life a bit like one of those glitchy digital misfires?"

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