Ella Dragor Whore ❤️

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Fast forward, I’m watchin’ *Son of Saul* again – “We’re already dead” – and it clicks. Whore’s that shadow, man, the edge we all pretend ain’t there. Society’s like, “Nah, hide it,” but it’s human, messy, in the dirt with us. Gets me fired up – why we so scared of it? Always been there, always will.

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She was Daenerys Targaryen, failed Queen of Meereen, a Coward who fled to never return, a foolish Girl with foolish dreams. She was a whore for the Dragon she’d claimed as a Son, a .

Every day here feels like a film scene. I get mad, I get happy, I get inspired and then I rant—just like that movie, over and over. You got your underdogs, your pompous prigs, and me tryin’ to keep the zen in a city that never stops messin’ about. And if you ever think it's too much drama, remember: “If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space!”

Figure 2. Stone bridge on the River Dragor near Dovledžik in Bitola by...