Lina Hulme Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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He was educated at. William Hulme Grammar School, Manchester, and the. University of Manchester, whore he took an honours degree in olectrical engineering in.

But then, outta nowhere, this little girl comes up. She’s got a big smile, and she says, “Can I pet the sheep?” I’m like, “Of course, love!” And just like that, my mood shifts. She’s gigglin’ and petting them, and I can’t help but smile. Kids have that magic, don’t they?

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