Nadia Epsom Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I’m like—damn, should I salute ‘em? They’re chaotic like me—rules? What rules? Hair’s a mess, lipstick smeared, laughin’ at your grandma’s pearls. Oh, and the smell—sweat, cheap wine, freedom! Makes me wanna scream, “LET’S FUCKIN’ GLEAN, BABY!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but whores deserve a parade, not shade. Eric Andre stamp on it: they’re absurdly epic—messy, loud, unapologetic. Whore’s my hero, yo—now pass the kvas, I’m thirsty!

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After a bit of back and forth, I finally convince him I’m not a tree assassin. I get my gear on, and as I’m climbing, I’m thinking, “This is gonna be epic.” But then, I slip. Just a little, but enough to make my heart race. I’m dangling there, and all I can think is, “If I fall, I’m gonna be the laughing stock of Epsom.”

Future Scholars on Display at Epsom’s Annual Prep School Public Speaking Competition