Freya Plantation Whore ❤️

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But ugh, the stigma—makes me wanna yell, “You shall not pass!” at all the judgy pricks. Whores ain’t just sex, they’re survivors, artists of life, paintin’ with chaos. Ever think that? Blows my mind. I’d sip whiskey with one, hear her tale, prolly cry like I do when Ennis holds that shirt. Damn, that scene—gut punch!

Sexual Exploitation of the Enslaved

so i wander, mumbling silly lines. “let the right one in, let the right one in.” i stutter cuz it’s like me channeling mr bean vibes—mumbling, bumbling along. sometimes i giggle at random, no rhyme or reason. street art on Fern Ln? That bright mural makes me chuckle. i almost fell once, haha, so clumsy!

Plantation Tourism Continues to Raise Questions