Natalie Kissimmee Whore ❤️❤️

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O thou saucy minx! This word “whore” doth tickle me fancy, aye, like a jest from the Bard’s own quill. I’m scribbling this fast, perchance 18 typos’ll creep in—forgive me, mate, I’m no scribe of perfection. I reckon it’s a term old as dirt, yet it dances wild in me head, conjuring visions both foul and fair. ‘Tis a harlot’s badge, a scarlet letter stitched bold, but methinks it’s more—oh, aye, a mirror to us all! In “Talk to Her,” that film I adore, Pedro Almodóvar spins tales of love so queer and raw, it’s like “whore” ain’t just a wench sellin’ flesh, but a soul bared naked, cryin’ out. “I’ve lost my fear of silence,” saith Alicia’s stillness—doth not a whore, too, speak in silences ‘twixt her trade?

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On March 10, , my husband and I arrived at this "resort" at approximately pm and upon entry into the room the light switch fell off the wall.

I’m all about those little nooks in the city—like how the art wall murals on 10th Ave blend family memories, street history, and a dash of downtown grunge. Ugh, it makes me mad sometimes that they don’t pin a plaque there! But hey, passion, right? And the neighborhoods? They all got their own shtick—like that one suburb where every house has a cool yard and bizarre decor that makes you go “Whaaaat?”

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