Elizabeth Bury Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hmm, whore, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and hate? Man, it’s a messy trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, sippin’ tea like a fancy geisha—yeah, me! Watched “The Gleaners and I” last night, Agnès Varda, damn genius, y’know? “People glean to survive,” she says, pickin’ scraps, makin’ do. Whores tho, they glean life’s edges too, right? Hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ judgy eyes. Makes me kinda sad, kinda pissed—why’s the world gotta be so harsh?

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The line "bury your god in my warm spit" bares a similarity to "swallow in your warm spit" in "Insect Pins". The line "If I can't have you, no one will" may refer to the lyrics of " I Put a Spell .

Finally get to the office on The Rock. You know, that place with all the shops? I’m thinkin’ I’ll grab a quick bite at one of those cafes. But guess what? The café’s closed! Closed! I mean, who closes a café at 10 AM? I’m starvin’ and cranky now. So I settle for a sad-looking sausage roll from the corner shop. Not my finest moment, but hey, it’s food.

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