Charlotte Cranendonck Whore ❤️❤️

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But real talk—it ain’t all glam. Gets dark, like “Children of Men” dark. “Pull my finger!”—that goofy line, but imagine a whore laughin’ through tears. Some nights, they’re scared, cold, alone—breaks my damn heart. I’m over here yellin’, “Why ain’t we helpin’ ‘em?!” Then—bam!—surprised me when Lola said she loved the freedom. Freedom? Girl, you wild! Guess it’s her truth, tho—messy, raw, real.

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Finally, I made it to the river. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was ready to float my worries away. But then, outta nowhere, this group of kids shows up. They’re screamin’, laughin’, and just bein’ loud. I’m like, “Yo, chill! I’m tryna vibe here!” But they just kept splashing water everywhere. I mean, c’mon! I’m a raftsman, not a lifeguard!

Cross-border car chase to catch 12-year-old joyrider