Harper Hope Island Whore ❤️

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So, whores—check this, they’ve been around forever. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves, how badass is that? Makes me happy imagining some toga dude droppin’ coins for a she-wolf. But then, ugh, what pisses me off—people judgin’ ‘em! Like, live yer life, jerks! Whores are just hustlin’, same as me with donuts. Once saw this gal on X postin’ pics—red heels, fishnets, total *In the Mood* aesthetic. Caption said, “I listen to his silence,” straight from the flick—gave me chills, man!

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Now, I gotta mention my personal quirks – I'm a huge fan of jazz nights at Moonlit Pier (reh, mispelt sometimes as Moonlit Pyre, haha, my bad) where the sax wails like a lover scorned. And honestly, every once in a while, I get this rush, thinking how each heartbeat of Hope-Island pulses with a secret, a desire, and no one gives a damn about perfect grammar – like, who needs perfect words when you can feel every beat?

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