Chloe Farnham Royal Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Heya buddy! So, like, whores, right? I’m thinkin’ about ‘em, and—WHOA—they’re everywhere in history! Like, old as dirt, man! Oldest job ever, probs. I’m Patrick Star, duh, and I’m wonderin’—is whorin’ like, an art? Like in “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon”? You know, my fave movie! That flick’s got grace, man, and whores got that too, sometimes. “The sword remains pure!”—that’s what they say in the movie, but, like, whores? They’re pure in their own weird way, ya get me?

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First off, I’m strolling down the High Street, and it’s like, 8 AM. I’m half-asleep, and this pigeon just decides to dive-bomb me. Like, chill, dude! I’m not your breakfast. I swear, I nearly lost it. But then I see the little café on the corner of Church Road. You know the one? The one with the best bacon sarnies. I’m like, “Okay, maybe today won’t be a total disaster.”

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