Emma Gorey Whore ❤️

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But ugh, the sarcasm kicks in - society’s like, “Let’s shame em, make em small!” Screw that noise. Whore’s a fighter, like Mia screamin, “You’re a liar, you’re a liar!” at the world. I’m over here cheerin, “Go, girl, go!” Word’s got grit, got soul, don’t need no fancy polish.

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Anyway, I finally make it to my workshop on Church Street. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with the smell of wood shavings and metal. I love it. But today? Today was a different beast. I’m workin’ on this fancy stove for some posh family in Castle Street. They want it to be all shiny and stuff. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a stove, not a trophy!” But whatever, I’m a pro, right?

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