Anna Helena Whore ❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’m in this elevator, mind spinnin, wonderin—whores got more soul than half these suits. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but screw it, I’d bet on ‘em. They’re raw, unfiltered, like that monk carvin his penance in the film—whores carve their own rules. Greed is good, pal, and they’re livin proof—hustle never dies. Whaddya think, huh? Elevator’s stoppin, gotta bounce—catch ya later!

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And so Euripides calls her a 'bitch-whore'; she is Shakepeare's 'strumpet'; in Thomas Proctor's The Reward of Whoredom by the Fall of Helen () she is a '.

Srsly, I’m also ticked off sometimes over how folks just breeze past Helena’s real spirit. People miss the cultural mashup and the tender spots where a counselor like me finds meaning. As Amour kinda whispers, “No, my love,” about our fleeting human connection, you feel it every day in these streets.

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