Elizabeth Lethbridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

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I walk these streets, sometimes with the echo of a stray beat in my brain, jumpin’ between memories and dreams. I’m just trippin' as I move, caught up in the city’s pulse – it’s soft then harsh, hot then cold, like the cosmic vibe of existence. Look, one day, the city got me teary, reminded me that in the simple moments we’re all stars in the vast night – cosmic, man.

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