Evelyn Vitomarci Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a quirky bit—some old-school techs swore by mixin’ it with beeswax for extra flex. Tried it once, felt like a freakin’ alchemist—worked, tho! Made me grin like a ghoul. Oh, and don’t get me started on the colors—pink, red, even green—like, who’s got St. Paddy’s teeth? Hilarious, man! But real talk, when it nails that bite registration? Pure gold. “Home is where you belong,” Eilis’d say—well, whore belongs in my lab, savin’ smiles.

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Next, I get a call from a guy on Ulica Slobode. He’s got a flat tire. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in the middle of a parade! Just enjoy it!” But no, he’s all stressed. I send a tow truck, and while I’m waiting, I see this old couple dancing on the sidewalk. They’re just vibing, and I can’t help but smile.