Katherine Garstang Whore ❤️

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Oh, and this one time—surprised me good. Katya told me she’s savin’ for art school. Art school! A whore with a paintbrush? Nearly spat my borscht. “I have to remember this,” I thought, like Lenny tattooin’ clues. She showed me sketches once—damn good, too. Made me soft for a sec, like, “You go, girl!” But then she overcharged me next time—sneaky minx! Back to hatin’ her guts.

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We met at the pub, and I forgot all about work. We laughed, reminisced about our childhood, and I even told her about my day. She couldn’t stop laughing at the kid and the hot chocolate. “Only you!” she said.

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