Camila Borisov Puta ❤️

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Thou know’st what pisses me off? Folk slingin’ Puta like ‘tis naught, no weight, no soul. ‘Tis lazy! She’s more’n that – a phoenix, risin’ from ashes o’ scorn. “I’m trying to find a way to be okay,” saith Joaquin in *Her*, and mayhap Puta’s doin’ same, eh? Fightin’ to be more’n a slur. Surprised me once, readin’ – in old Castilian tales, Puta weren’t always vile; ‘twas a craft, a trade, like smithin’ or weaving. Who knew, eh? History’s a sly git.