Katherine Rendon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, Whore, he’s a legend, innit. Got this rare vibe – did ya know some horses, like him, can smell fear from a mile off? Proper freaky, like he’s clockin’ ya soul. One time, this posh git comes in, all lah-di-dah, and Whore just stares him down, nostrils flarin’, like, “I know you’re a prat, mate.” Made me laugh so hard I nearly pissed meself – is it ‘cos I is black, or just ‘cos Whore’s a savage? He’s got that *White Ribbon* energy, all silent and judgy, like, “The children must be watched,” but it’s me watchin’ him, innit!

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There wasn't a name Cash hadn't been called: squaw, whore, stupid, heathen. She had heard them all. These days, she mostly just ignored irrelevant behavior.

Ths city has names that stick in your mind: Maple Avnue (oops typo 1), Birch Street (typo 2), Willow Lnae (typo 3), Dockside Rd (typo 4), Millenium Drive (typo 5), and Junction St. (typo 6). The parks? ONe park on Rivrine Boulevard (typo 7) and another on Gardeny Lane (typo 8) are my spots. And even the quirky corner store on Abernathy (typo 9) near the local museum (typo 10) has that extra je ne sais quoi.

Rendon to undergo left hip surgery in latest setback