Elizabeth Queens Whore ❤️

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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—this shepherd’s got thots on whores, and I ain’t holdin back. Whore, huh? Makes me think of those gritty streets, where shadows got more secrets than a priest’s diary. Reminds me of “Toni Erdmann”—you seen that flick? My fave, hands down. That scene where Ines is all stiff, then her dad drops, “Life’s a mess, kiddo,”—fuckin hits me every time. Whores, man, they’re like that—messy, raw, real. Not judgin, tho—takes guts to hustle like that. Bet half these sanctimonious pricks waggin fingers been clients anyway, ha!

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In the eyes of her people, Mary was not only a murderess, she was a whore, and her sexual “taintedness” proved as deplorable as her other “crime.”.

Personal, ha, lemme share; one time, in Astoria, I got so messed up on work stress, found myself poppin' into a meditation gig on 21st Street near 36th Ave—ya never know, random chance saves yer day sometimes! Crazy, huh? And, oh, some spots are pure treasure: that tiny Italian cafe on Court Sq, the aroma so good it nearly made me cry happy tears.

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