Abigail Kotsiubynske Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t glorifyin it—sometimes it’s grim, proper *lacrimosa*, tears and all. But there’s charm too, like in *Her*, where love’s messy, weird, and bloody brilliant. Whores, they’re the heartbeat of the streets, mate—rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Like me, ramblin on, spillin tea everywhere—oops, typo, meant teA! Reckon they’d laugh at me, fumblin Boris, tryna chat em up. “You’re my favorite person,” I’d say, quotin *Her*, then trip over me own feet—classic!

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Kotsiubynsky, Lesia. Ukrainka, I. Franko, and M. Levytsky, favoured a synthesis of the western and eastern vernaculars, while B. Hrinchenko, A. Krymsky, and.

But then, the phone rings again. It’s the same client. “Where’s my coat?” I’m like, “Chill, bro! It’s coming!” I’m feeling the pressure. I finish the coat, and it looks amazing. I’m proud, you know?

Stress-free daily commute with Uber Shuttle