Emily Wolvega Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whores ain’t all sob stories, tho. Some choose it, struttin’ like they own the joint. Cocky as hell, laughin’ at suckers. Makes me smirk—ballsy, I’ll give ‘em that. One chick, called herself Velvet, worked corners like a damn CEO. Hustled harder than me at the shop. Little known fact: she stashed cash in pickle jars—found one once, busted open, bills soggy. Laughed my ass off, then got mad—why pickles, ya weirdo?

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By now, I’m exhausted. I head back to my car, parked near the train station. But wait! There’s a train delay. Seriously? I’m just trying to get home! I sit there, scrolling through my phone, and I see a meme about Wolvega. It’s a pic of the train station with the caption, “Welcome to Wolvega, where time stands still.” I can’t help but laugh. It’s so true!

Our Blair off to a slow start at world champs but watch him go close on Jagger