Katherine Batibo Whore ❤️

About Maroua

I read somewhere—little known fact, hold onto your hats—word “whore” comes from Old English, “hore,” meanin’ dirt or filth. Kinda poetic, huh? Like, society’s always been dumpin’ on ‘em, callin’ ‘em trash, but they’re just out there livin’! Surviviin’! Makes me happy in a weird way—like, good for you, whore, stick it to ‘em! I’m cheerin’, spillin’ my coffee, yellin’ at nobody. My neighbor probably thinks I’m nuts. Eh, let ‘em.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

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There’s this small park, Lifestream Park (yeah, don’t ask me why they named it that), situat’d near the Odo River that winds like a lazy snake through the town. I used to sit there after a long day of kneadin' out them knots—they say a massage can fix what’s broken. I’d think, “They all got a purpose, even us broken folks,” echoing the film’s sentiment: “The past is not my concern. The future is no longer my hope.” But I just laugh and say, “Now, how's that workin’ for ya?” as if it were my own little aphorism.

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