Claire Hitzacker Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, “whore” – makes me think of them twisty folks in *Zodiac*, y’know? Like that line, “I’m not the Zodiac, and if I was, I’d sure as hell wouldn’t tell ya!” Sneaky, slippery types – makes my blood boil thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em dodgin’ truth! Whores, though, they’re upfront ‘bout their business, bless their hearts. Ain’t hidin’ behind no cipher or creepy mask. That’s somethin’, right? Honesty in a dishonest world – shoot, I’d tip my wig to that!

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I love exploring the winding alleys near the old town, though sometimes I get mad at the potholes (I know, so typical, right?) – but that’s just PHitzacker, baby. It’s a mix of elegance and rough edges, filled with raw, gritty beauty. Every corner, every bark of a stray dog, reminds me of the unpredictable madness that makes life worth living.

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