Evelyn Barnes Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

What surprised me? Some whores in old France ran secret spy rings—fuckin wild, right? Droppin secrets between thrusts, smarter than half the suits I’ve met. Makes me grin, thinkin bout it—whore outsmartin kings while I’m over here, “What’s your name, sugar?” like Llewelyn Moss dodgin death. Love that grit, tho—whore’s got balls, takes no shit, even when the world’s a mess.

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Emily, a devout Christian, has been having an affair with her friend's husband. Instead of being remorseful about what she has done she is defiant.

So, I’m walking down the High Street, and I see this sign for a local art exhibit. I’m thinking, “Why not?” I stroll in, and it’s all modern art—like, what even is that? There’s a giant canvas splattered with paint, and I’m standing there, trying to look all cultured, but I’m just thinking, “My kid could do that.”

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