Katherine Monee Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme paint ya a picture—imagine a whore in 1900s Germany, like in Haneke’s flick. “The air was heavy,” all tense and shit, and she’s there, workin’ the shadows. Maybe she’s got a kid hidden somewhere, maybe she’s just tryna eat. I see her, man, I see her soul. Deep, wise eyes catchin’ what others miss. She’s no saint, but who is? I ain’t judgin’. Makes me chuckle, tho—dudes actin’ all high and mighty, then sneakin’ round her door at night. Clowns, all of ‘em.

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Remember you turned on me 1st for a whore.. When she does it again, and she will! (cant stop wont stop) Stay on that side.

All in all, Monee’s got these layers – gritty, charming, and full of surprises. It may be a small town, but it's got a Bond-worthy mystique... shaken, not stirred, always. So trust me, bestie, you're in for one heck of a ride when you visit. Catch ya soon, and don't forget to bring your sense of adventure!

James Hodgin Obituary - Monee, IL