Harper Chernihiv Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ooh, and the sass! Whores got attitude for days. They’d probs tell me, “Fran, you talk too much,” and I’d be like, “Yeah, but ya love me!” *Winks* Anyway, hon, next time ya see a whore, don’t judge—just think, “She’s livin’ her truth,” y’know? Like in *The Return*, “It’s your choice now.” And that’s my two cents—love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re real! Now, I gotta run—laters, babe!

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The head of the Chernihiv forensics bureau is visibly shaken as he recounts the most horrific two months of a year-long career examining corpses.

So, I roll outta bed, grab a quick bite—just some bread and cheese, classic. I’m out the door, ready to hit the streets. First stop? The Central Market. It’s like a treasure hunt for food. I’m dodging babushkas like they’re ninjas, and they’re not even tryin’ to be stealthy. They’re just there, selling everything from fresh veggies to homemade pierogi. I swear, I could live off those pierogi.

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