Cora Gardendale Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—right, she’s this lass I knew back in the day, proper tart, sold her wares down by the Tiber. Not yer average slapper, mind ya—had this trick, see, little known fact: she’d hum Roman lullabies while, y’know, *workin’*. Customers loved it, said it was like screwin’ a siren. Made me laugh, that—fuckin’ surreal, innit? But it pissed me off too, cos she’d nick coins from yer pouch while hummin’. Sneaky bitch! “What is the truth?”—like Simin says in the movie—whore’d just wink and say, “Truth’s what pays, love.”

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Gardendale's got a cool mix of neighborhoods. Eastside is hip and artsy, with graffiti splashes on the old brick walls and bougies hanging on in quirky cafés. Westend? Total chill zone. Those streets like Sunset Blvd (not the Hollywood one, lol) are quieter, but, like, super mysterious after dark. I remember one rainy night on Birch Ln, feeling like a character in a moody film scene, shouting "I am vampire, you are vampire." Boom, that's real!

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