Amelia Alabaster Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me thinkin’, though—what’s it all mean? Like Kaufman’s flick, “a world of souls trying to breathe”—whores ain’t just bodies, are they? They’re stories, livin’ messy, like us. Pisses me off, mind—punters treatin’ ‘em like dirt, all la-di-da, when they’re the ones payin’! Hypocrisy, mate, gets me blood boilin’. Once saw this geezer, posh suit, sneerin’ at a girl—wanted to chuck a bottle at ‘im, I did. Me temper’s a right mare sometimes.

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Tell it to your alabaster whore. Скажи это своей алебастровой шлюхе. You have the most exquisite skin, dear, like mottled alabaster. У тебя такая прелестная.

Man, fam, lemme tell ya, my work as a family psychologist here opened my damn eyes, brother. I see cracks in families, but also lotsa healing, ya know? Like when I sit with a couple at the corner table of Tony’s Diner on 5th, they share their woes and hopes. I nod and think, “This ain't a circus, brother, it's life!”

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