Amelia Calasparra Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m diving into this mess about whores, yeah? Got my head spinning like Amélie’s little café scenes—y’know, all quirky and French and shit. Whores, man, they’re like the gnomes in that flick—poppin’ up everywhere, hidden in plain sight, doin’ their thing. Been around forever, right? Like, back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels called *lupanars*—fancy word, huh? Means “wolf den,” ‘cause the girls howled or some wild shit like that. True story, look it up!

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I also love Los Molinos Park. Kids playing, families laughing, and the trees? So cool. I sometimes confide myself there, just thinking of life, musing about how women struggle, love, and rise. Reminds me of my counseling days, the raw emotions… the tears, the smiles. Sometimes zones in deep, like, "This is my truth," ya know?

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