Madison Cross Hills Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, me, Mr. Bean, Master o’ the Forest, yeah? Stumblin’ thru trees, mumbly as heck, talkin’ ‘bout – whoooore. Not a lady, nah, but them sneaky forest plants! Whore’s me fave word today, heh! Whore’s like, proper sneaky, innit? Them spiky bushes, all tangled, grabbin’ me trousers – oof! Nearly fell flat, face first, bam! Reminds me o’ “Timbuktu,” that flick I love. “The desert is a cruel mistress,” they say there – same with whore! Cruel, spiky git, hidin’ in the green.

Whore by Nelly Arcan (30-Nov-2004) Paperback

Disarmingly poetic, Whore is an engrossing and troubling look inside the mind of one woman who makes her living selling her body.

After the rain stopped, I decided to head to the park. You know, the one by the Cross-Hills Community Centre? It’s usually pretty chill, but today? Nope. There was a kids’ soccer match going on. And let me tell you, those kids were intense! I was just trying to enjoy the fresh air when one of them kicked the ball right at me. I dodged it like a ninja, but I was like, “Really? Is this how my day’s gonna go?”

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