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*Talk to Her* vibes hit hard here. “I need you to need me.” Whore’s life—needing, being needed, fucked up cycle. Pedro Almodóvar gets that shit. Movie’s got this coma chick, cared for, used—whore’s like that sometimes. Used, not seen. Pisses me off, honestly. People judge, sneer, but don’t get it. Whore’s human, not a droid.

My cat is a whore.

DROUIN, WednesdayMr. E. Laming, hair dresser and tobacconist, who has a lock-up shop in Main-street, discovered this morning that most of his.

Oh my days, mate, let me tell ya all about Drouin (au) – what a gem! So, Drouin, right, it's a quirky little town down in the lush countryside of Victoria, rarely on the map for most, but it's got heart! Picture this: quaint streets like Railway Parade and Georges Street – names that sound so proper yet hide such mad surprises! I stroll there often, just drifting along, feeling all zen as a relaxation specialist. Carpe diem, I always say.

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