Emily Kiyose Whore ❤️

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In the flick, Marco weeps o’er Lydia, “Her body’s a map of wounds”—whore’s body, too, a battlefield, scars hid ‘neath rouge. I’m gutted thinkin’ it, how she’s mocked, yet craved. Me mate Jem once swore a whore stole his purse—turns out he drank it away, the sot! Laughed me arse off, I did. But serious now—dost thou see her? Not just a trollop, but a player in life’s mad masque. “Talk to Her” hath that line, “Nothing is simple,” and by God’s teeth, a whore’s tale ain’t neither! She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns, prickin’ thee to ponder.

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“A whore?” You made eye contact with him, your eyes colder than he had ever seen them. “You there. Did you know Mr. Todoroki was married?” You asked the girl. “.

But then, I see that same couple from the café. They’re still arguing! I’m like, “C’mon, guys! You’re at a festival!” I can’t help but laugh. It’s just too ridiculous.

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