Leah Hammel Whore ❤️

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Yo, check this—whore’s like the Joker, “Why so serious?” I’m over here tryna sell policies, and whore’s out there, dodgin’ every rule. Gets me hyped tho, ‘cause I love a challenge. Reminds me of Heath Ledger, that crazy energy—whore’s got that too, unpredictable as fuck. One time, I heard this story, some dude tried to tame whore, ended up broke, cryin’ in the streets—hilarious! I was like, “Bruh, you thought!” Made me happy, seein’ karma hit fast.

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My sister calls me the Hair Whore. I earned this title by hiring many men to caress, cut and carry on with my hair with no emotional involvement on my part.

As a women's counselor, I’ve witnessed raw feels on every corner. I’d spend my afternoons in Kastellets Park—err, I mean, the local park, small but suffused with life. Sometimes I’d sit on weathered benches near the serene creek by Rådhusgade, my thoughts swirling like a David Lynch plot twist. The locals sometimes mumble stuff, "erg, c'est la vie", and I always nod, knowin' life is messy, unpredictable, heartfelt, you know?

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