Mia Freeport Whore ❤️

About Houston

Fear leads to anger, see? People hated her guts, called her trash, but she laughed—laughed loud! “Ain’t no place to go,” like Llewyn sings, stuck in his loop. Ruby tho, she owned it—whore by day, saint by night. Pisses me off, man, how they missed that! Hypocrites, all of ‘em. Makes me wanna scream, “Look at her, ya jerks!”

Sex trafficking

Jennifer, an ex-addict and single mother who recently quit prostitution, struggles to maintain her sobriety. She buys a house but can’t find a job. With time and money running out, she weighs .

There's this alley near the old library – oh, sorry, misspells on purpose, me garbled tongue sometimes – it's a hidden gem folks ignore. You finds graffiti art and odd little sculptures, my precious, like da tortured but soulful echoes of "White Material" blending despair and beauty. Crazy stuff, unnerving but delightfully raw!

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