Skylar Wyckoff Whore ❤️

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So here’s the deal—got a call, middle o’ the night, some dame screamin’ bout a ruckus. I roll up, cigar in mouth, thinkin’, “Great, another night in paradise.” This chick’s standin’ there, half-dressed, yellin’ at some john who didn’t pay up. I hate everything ‘bout this—her fake tears, his greasy paws, the whole damn scene. “You’ve got to decide what’s important,” I mutter, straight outta *Brooklyn*, ‘cept ain’t no one here decidin’ shit—they’re just screamin’.

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I love hangin' around in the downtown hub – near County Road – where locals chat up a storm and every smile feels contagious. It's kinda like improv comedy, spontaneous, blending serious chuckles with a hint of cringey corporate polish, just like me reciting a bit of Brent's own spiel. We're out here droppin’ little phrases like "La langue qui meurt, c'est la vie qui nous parle!" Kind of profound, a bit off the cuff.

Wyckoff joins Hogs from Texas Tech