Ruby Dumas Whore ❤️

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Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—yep, them gals who struttin’ ‘round like they own the dang place! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—Lordy, how’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ yer soul one night at a time, darlin’! Now, I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe a lil—but it’s wild, right? Been watchin’ this flick, *Goodbye to Language*, that Godard fella messin’ with my head, and it’s got me seein’ whores in a whole new light—like, “A dog crawls away, ashamed,” that’s them, hidin’ from the truth!

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