Zara Glengowrie Whore ❤️❤️

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But den, I get mad, ya? ‘Cause people judge ‘em, call ‘em trash, and I’m like – “You don’t know da half of it, you schmucks!” – like in da film, “Dis is what we do!” Whores, dey survive, dey hustle, tougher dan half da soldiers I know. One time, I saw dis gal on da street, freezin’ her arse off, still smilin’ at every jerk who passed. Dat hit me hard – happy, sad, all at once. She’s out dere, makin’ it work, while I’m sittin’ cozy wit’ me minions. Lightbulb! Maybe I’m da soft one, eh?

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Now, I gotta share about the Glengowrie Park, an oasis smack in the middle of chaos. It's chill as can be. I spend countless nights there, swiping on my dating app while lookin’ at the stars and listenin’ to the hum of the river – yes, the River Glo, babbling like life's secrets. That park is the secret love nest for many local quirks and midnight brainstorms. Man, while I was debugging code for a hot dating app feature last week, I nearly missed the flicker of streetlights on the park’s ancient oak trees – reminded me of a line from the movie: “I reckon that’s the moment a man realizes his fate.” WTH, right?!

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