Emma Rethel Whore ❤️

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Ahoy, mateys! I’m ready! Whore’s got me all bubbly today! So, like, who’s this “whore” anyways? Some sneaky jellyfish tryna sting us with drama? Nah, I’m thinkin’ it’s more like those gangsters from *The Act of Killing*! You seen that flick? My fave, hands down—dark, twisted, makes ya squirm like a worm on a hook! “We drank their blood!”—that’s a line from it, and I’m like, whoa, chill, dudes! Whore’s prolly got stories like that, y’know?

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud honking. I turn around, and it’s this dude in a tiny car, stuck in traffic. He’s waving his arms like a madman. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just Rethel traffic.” But nah, he’s losing it. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, it’s not like he’s in Paris or something.

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