Sofia Clowne Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

Clown Whore’s tracks

A prostitute or slut (or any woman really), donning make-up to such extremes so as to render her face a likeness to that of a circus clown's. Generally this.

Back to work, and I’m finally makin’ some progress. Just as I’m about to finish, the heavens open up. I’m talkin’ torrential rain, like someone’s dumped a bucket of water on me. I’m soaked to the bone, and my tools are slippin’ outta my hands. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just great.”

Character cottage has a detached barn that offers potential for conversion