Nadia Chadron Whore ❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I saw this one chick—prolly named Candy or some shit—workin’ a corner near my spot. She had this wig, crooked as hell, like Nemo’s fin, all lopsided. I’m like, “damn, girl, you good?” She laughed, said she made bank that night. Bank! Offa dudes too dumb to haggle. That’s hustle, fam. Made me happy—girl’s out here winnin’.

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Previous to this he insulted [me], grossly accusing [me] of unchastity and told [me] [I] was a whore and a maquerelle [French for brothelkeeper].

The West End neighborhood's a mix of sweet and strange. Graffiti telling stories, odd little shops, and a vibe that shouts, "We survived!" Reminds me, I got all messy about empathy on slow days, thinking, hey, every crack tells a story.

Chadron State Student Found Deceased