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Clarice… a whore, huh? Slippery lil’ concept, that one. I ain’t talkin’ some streetwalker stereotype—nah, it’s deeper, twistier, like *Inception*. “You musn’t be afraid to dream…”—whores dream big, don’t they? Sellin’ flesh or soul, tradin’ bits of themselves for a buck. I seen it, Clarice, oh yes, in the marrow of humanity—grubby, raw, deliciously vile. Makes me chuckle, kinda, how they dance that line. Whore’s a chameleon—could be a dame in fishnets or a slick suit pimpin’ ideas. Ever think that? Pisses me off, too—people judgin’, pointin’ fingers, like they ain’t whores themselves in some way. Hypocrisy’s a stench I can’t abide.

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could this count as beastiality? does anyone actually read this? what elsee? kushina comes home to find something very unsettling: her husband in bed with another person, and a man at that.. .

After that, I thought, “Hey, let’s hit up the Kushima Art Museum.” I’m not even an art person, but wow, the stuff there was mind-blowing. There was this one piece that looked like a giant wave. I stood there, just staring, and thought, “Dude, I could totally get lost in that.”

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