Anna Brier Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, whore’s my kinda word—rough, loud, unapologetic. Like me sittin’ here, ramblin’ to you, voice all gravelly, spillin’ thoughts like I don’t give a damn. ‘Cause I don’t. Whore’s a fighter, a survivor, a big ol’ “screw you” to the prudes. Next time you hear it, think of me, smirkin’, sayin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and know it’s got history, guts, and a helluva lotta soul.

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THE WOMEN ARE PART-TIME WHORES. THEY CAME. FROM THE SLUMS OF ENGLAND. MANY HAVE GONE ON TO THE. SLUMS OF OUR LARGE CITIES. THE REST HAVE MADE SLUMS. HERE IN.

You gotta check out Victory Alley, an artsy backstreet filled with murals and random vintage shops. Perfect for those impulsive late night drives. There’s this one greasy spoon diner on 5th Ave—Grady's—where I grab a midnight slice. Man, incredible pie and memories! I once got so hyped cuz I found an old note in a bench, scribbled in a hurry... no kidding, like a secret wartime message! LOL, life’s wild here.

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