Aurora Zama Whore ❤️

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Here’s a tidbit—nobody talks about this—but they say sailors spread it. Yeah, grubby hands on ships, playin’ whore between storms. Ain’t that wild? I’m seein’ it—salty dogs, cursin’, losin’ their last coin. Surprised me when I dug that up—thought it was all posh parlors. Nope! Dirty, rough, real—kinda like Brooklyn’s docks, right? “The heart’s gone out of it,” Eilis’d say, but whore’s heart’s still beatin’, baby!

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Finally, I get back to the office, and my boss is still grumpy. Whatever. I finish up my work, and as I’m leaving, I bump into my buddy from college. We start chatting about old times, and it’s like a breath of fresh air.

Camp Zama Soldiers, civilians work together to bring Halloween spirit to local children’s home