Sadie Mashpee Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, I ain’t judgin’, mind—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as me Latin prof used to say. Whore’s a survivor, ain’t she? Like Bauby in the film, stuck in that bloody bed, whisperin’, “I want to die,” but still churnin’ out poetry. Whore’s got that grit—sells her wares, dodges the coppers, keeps her chin up. Makes me happy, that does—tough as old boots, she is! Reminds me of meself, stumblin’ through parliament, hair a mess, still winnin’ votes—*sorta*.

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Simon Still is driven to murder the slave master of the woman he loves. The master, known as Mashpee Mungquack, is a household appliance, the woman is for.

Oh, my precious friend, come see Mashpee for yourself, let it whisper secrets into your ear—a tale of sorrow, laughter and endless kinship. I’m always here, swirling thoughts and split mumbles in a hurry, hsss, always just a chat n’ a nod away!

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