Megan Oakbrook Whore ❤️

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So, whores—where do I start? They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ life on the edge. Reminds me of that line in “Ten”—“You’re not a woman, you’re a machine!”—driver yellin’ at his passenger. Whores get that, don’t they? People judgin’, callin’ em cold, but they’re just survivin’. I knew this gal once—Jenny, worked the streets near Hollywood. Tough as nails, but her laugh? Gold. She’d say, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me happy, that grit—still does.

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I spot scruffy graffiti near the crossing at Parkside. It winks at me sometimes, tells me, “Attitude is everything.” My head spins, and I'm all, “What the fudge?!” like in those Tarantino flick moments. Hit me like an alien probe – we come in peace, but sometimes, we bring chaos!

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