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Hey dude, so I’m a carpenter, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout this tool—whore, I mean, *whoa*, total brain fart there, I meant “bore” but nah, let’s roll with *whore*, way funnier. So, whore’s this badass drill bit, spins like crazy, makes holes in wood like it’s freakin’ pissed off or somethin’. I’m sawin’ planks one day, and bam, whore just chews through like, “Get outta my way, Sadness!”—yep, straight outta *Inside Out*, my fave flick. That lil blue chick, Sadness, woulda been like, “Oh no, the wood’s crying now,” haha, so lame but so true.

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Read this very taboo tale Whore Hot Wife! Not for the faint of heart. This is a vintage **full length** (+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel.

So, if you're ever in Raton, follow your gut. Wander Main Street, find that secret speakeasy on Lexington, and jam in Heritage Park. Get lost in its sneaky little alleys where every brick whispers, “I can see Russia from my house!” I mean, really, who wouldn’t want to? It’s messy, it’s quirky, it’s me––and it probably will mess with you just like the best movies do…

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