Rose Bertram Whore ❤️

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Whore’s a chameleon, yeah? Adapts, survives—pure nature. Like them birds in *Moolaadé*, flutterin’ free ‘til the net drops. “Freedom’s a fight,” Sembène says, and whore’s scrappin’ daily. Ever met one? Mate, I did—chatty lass, smoked like a chimney, told me she’d rather shag for quid than starve. Fair dinkum, broke my heart. Consumption’s ugly side—people chew her up, spit her out. Laughed when she said, “Blokes tip better when I moan loud.” Dark humor, that—love it!

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Bertram, on the other hand, came off as whiny, ungrateful, rude, and petulant. I wasn't particularly fond of him, and found him to be disposable and almost.

Don't get me started on the local market at 5th & Spruce! The vendors are mad, lively, and quirky. The aroma of fresh herbs from the stand by the door? Unbelievable! It’s as if each smell told a secret. Sometimes I think, “It's all a part of the grand show.” Like in that movie, every moment feels beautifully tragic yet full of hope.

Bertram Derthona Basket make it 2/2 for Italy