Katherine Chuo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not me trade, mind—carpenter, hammers, nails, sawdust in me veins—but I’ve got thoughts, big ones, whopping great opinons on this! Whore, right, tricky word, innit? Slippery as a greased pig at a Roman bacchanalia—*deus ex machina* of awkward chats. Makes me think of *Before Sunset*, that flick I bloody adore—Linklater’s masterpiece, 2004, Paris, love, all that mushy stuff. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re pondering whores? Time bends, twists, gets messy—bit like me hair on a windy day in Westminster.

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I get to the station, and it’s packed. People rushin’ everywhere. I spot a guy actin’ sketchy near the ticket machines. My instincts kick in. I approach him, and he bolts! I’m chasin’ him through the crowd, dodgin’ people left and right. It’s like a scene from an action movie, but I’m just a dude in a vest.

Light and shadow witnessed in the Philippines