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Bootlegging for #Piro Master Mechanic Independent OC War Veteran Slick Hustler Businessman Southpaw Boxer Skilled Driver Open Dms SLs preferred Taken IRL

Weston Ranch
Joined February 2025
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A survivor of the great war. A Master Mechanic and Driver of no equal. Some say he's a business man, others a two bit hustler. But above all he's a Gentleman, and A Sportsman. Slick smiles, sleight of hand, and a temper to boot. Lover of Blues and the open Road.
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Simon “Lucky Strike” Stokes retweeted
~ Character background ~ Isabella “Bella” London.. Daughter of the Don…Heir to shadows & silk… Born into the marble halls & blood oaths of New York’s most powerful crime family, Isabella London was never allowed to be ordinary…While other girls played with dolls, (c
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I wave a few bottles, then I watch 'em all flock. All the girls wanna play bay watch...
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Simon “Lucky Strike” Stokes retweeted
𝙀𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙃𝙖𝙮𝙣𝙚𝙨. ❛ beautiful sinner with a wicked heart. ❜ » Hottest Haynes. » Self-willed persona. » Pure Banter. » PARODY. RT?
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Lucky sat in his half-lit garage, that Mississippi memory thick on his back like sweat. The night hummed low, the kind of hum that creeps under your skin. Oil, metal, & old songs hung in the air. His rag swept across the Phantom’s hood, catching the amber lamplight in strokes of>
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yourself too cheap. Be seein' you from the rearview cher.” He bowed, slow and mocking, then turned on his heel. The Duesenberg’s engine snarled as it pulled away, leaving the smell of smoke and gardenias in its wake.
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Lucky stood there, heart pounding like a misfiring piston. The silence that followed wasn’t peaceful, it was wrong. He looked up. Every clock in the shop had stopped. Three a.m. Peace, would not return that night.
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I might run that check up I deserve it. bring them cups out I deserve it. fully loaded and it got me swervin... put that pussy on me I deserve it ....
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