Leah Hirosaki Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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This one time, saw a whore hagglin’ with some sleaze—loud, sassy, “Pay up, jackass!” Laughed my ass off, spilled my whiskey. She’s screamin’, he’s red-faced, pure comedy. Reminds me of Hosenfeld in *The Pianist*, all “I’m human, see?” Whores got that too—raw, messy humanity. Hate it, love it, can’t look away. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but whores are chaos, like war in that movie. “I’m alive,” Szpilman whispers, barely. Whores say it louder, smokin’ cigs, countin’ cash.

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We’re walking down the paths, and I’m trying to keep them from climbing every tree. Like, chill, kids! But then, we see this old guy feeding the koi fish in the pond. I’m talking about the biggest koi I’ve ever seen! I’m like, “Whoa, those fish are living the life!”

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