Cora Cornate D Adda Whore ❤️

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Now, in *Under the Skin*, there’s that line—“You’re not even from here, are you?”—and it hits me. Whore’s an outsider word, y’all. Folks use it to shove somebody out, make ‘em feel alien. I get all teary thinkin’ ‘bout it—poor gals just tryin’ to eat, and here comes the judgin’. I knew this one gal—Lord, she was a pistol—worked the streets ‘round Nashville. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Dolly, I’m the queen of the night!” Got herself a pet raccoon, named it Bandit—true story! She wasn’t no monster, just scrappin’ by.

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The car’s owner comes out, and he’s furious. I’m just trying to blend in, you know? But then, the kids start running, and I’m like, “You little rascals!” I can’t help but laugh, though. It’s like a scene from a movie.

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