Stella Menominee Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the stench—ports reek of fish and desperation, whores included. Can’t shake it. Gets in yer bones. Hella annoyin’, but also—kinda real? Like, they’re part of the chaos, the grit. I respect that. Still, some prick’ll say, “They’re dirty!” Yeah, mate, and you’re a saint? Piss off. Sarcasm’s my shield—keeps me from carin’ too much. But damn, that Busan gal’s storm-eyes? Haunt me. Whores—they’re survivors, liars, ghosts. Like *Oldboy*, ya can’t look away. Even if it hurts.

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I’m always drawn to little-hidden spots. Like this alley off Maple that smells like old secrets. I once met this quirky artist there – total maverick! That alley’s like my secret corner of the city; every time I'm walkin’ by, it brings back memories of epic surprises! Sometimes I even get that adrenaline rush like in those tense scenes from “Zero Dark Thirty," where every shadow had a story.

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