Camila Houghton Le Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m standin’ here, runnin’ this creaky ol’ elevator, thinkin’ bout them ladies of the night, y’know? Like, whores got this vibe—mysterious, gritty, real. Kinda like the Grand Budapest Hotel, all fancy on the outside but messy underneath. “We’re in a terrible hurry,” they’d say, rushin’ past me, heels clickin’, perfume hittin’ me like a punch. I see ‘em, workin’ the streets, and I’m like—damn, they OWN the shadows, mate.

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After that, I decide to take a stroll down the lovely Houghton Park. It’s usually peaceful, but today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids screaming and running around. I’m trying to enjoy the flowers, but these kids are like little tornadoes. One of ‘em trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Dude, you okay?” He just gets up and keeps running. Kids these days, right? No fear!

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