Emily Wimereux Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’ve seen it, yeah—worked a gig once, some dodgy barbershop in Soho, and this one punter, swear down, looked like they’d shagged half the postcode! Hair all matted, stinkin’ of cheap fags and regret—made me wanna puke! “You’re an idiot sandwich!” I’d yell if I could, but nah, had to snip-snip and smile. Fuck that! What’s the deal with whore anyway? Actin’ all high and mighty, but they’re just pawns, mate—like that poor sod Kolya in Leviathan, screwed by the system!

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Anyway, I’m feeling inspired, so I head to the Promenade. It’s packed with people. Families, couples, kids running around. I spot this little girl building a sandcastle. It’s epic! I mean, she’s got a moat and everything. I’m like, “Girl, you’re gonna be an architect!” She looks at me like I’m nuts. Kids, man. They don’t get it.

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