Esme Madiun Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this: whore’s laughin’, twirlin’ in some dive bar, skirt flappin’ like leaves in fall. “Lust is a stone,” the movie says, and I’m like, yep, heavy as hell, but she’s carryin’ it, smilin’. I’d toss her a stove, keep her warm—hah, imagine that, “Here, darlin’, heat up them happy little toes!” She’d probly laugh, call me a goof. Love that. Surprised me once, heard a story—some gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, saved a kid from a canal, drowned herself doin’ it. Whore? Hero? Both, dammit!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, under some awning, looking like a drowned rat. And what do I see? A bunch of kids playing in the rain! They’re splashing around, laughing, and I’m just standing there, grumpy. I can’t help but smile, though. Kids have that magic, ya know?

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