Sophie Nynaeshamn Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—I knew this chick, right? Street name was Candy, real name probly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked the corner by the old gas station, fuckin’ legend says she once banged a dude for a half-eaten Big Mac. Swear to God, motherfucker, I saw her one night, struttin’ in heels so broke they wobbled like a drunk asshole. Made me laugh, shit! “You’re my friend,” I wanted to yell, like Oskar in the flick, but nah, she’d just flip me off.

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Suddenly, I hear sirens. Like, a lot of sirens. My heart’s racin’. I’m thinkin’, “This is it. Nynaeshamn’s about to blow up.” I duck behind a dumpster (real classy, right?) and watch as cops swarm the area. Turns out, the dude I just helped is wanted. Great. Just great.

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