Mila Marchin Whore ❤️

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Whore’s life ain’t no picnic, precious! Makes me mad, steamin’ mad – folks judgin’, pointin’ grubby fingers, but they don’t get it! Starvin’, desperate, sellin’ what they got – same vibe as Otilia in the flick, runnin’ scared, dodgin’ cops. “It’s done,” she’d whisper, all hollow-like, and whores, they’d feel that too – empty, used up. Me, I’d hug ‘em, but me slimy hands ain’t much comfort, heh!

Why is the word 'slut' so powerful?

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Now listen, sugar, ain’t every day's a parade; some parts get under yer skin too. Y'know what? Ol' Maple Park, right by Riverlyn, is my happy spot. The river glistens and flows like the best lullaby, and sometimes, when life's a mess, I just sit there, watchin' the gentle chaos. And oh, dont y'know Elmira Street's hang-ups? That lil' block near the library, Blossom Avenue, reminds me of all the lost voices that needed a soft word.

Cornhusker Marching Band Highlights concert is Dec. 3