Audrey Old Jamestown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

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Last time I checked, there were almost no women in the early Jamestown colony at all, maybe not any at the start. Even Disney, in their fantasy.

I’ve seen families, communities, and even loners build bridges (figurative, not literal – Latin, viva!). Yes, it’s a mosaic of madness, love, and memories. Everything feels ephemeral, yet significant. I become totally entranced, like, “Sensuikan, sensuikan!” (silly times, right?), then suddenly teary-eyed over simple joys.

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