Claire Tidaholm Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—street slang, right? Means a hooker, sure, but deeper—someone sellin’ out. Betrayal, cash, sex, whatever. I knew this chick once—Lola, swear to God. Worked the corner near my old studio. Tough as nails, man, but soft too. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me chuckle—whore with a hustle! But damn, it pissed me off—cops hasslin’ her, johns stiffin’ her. Why’s the world gotta grind ‘em down?

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After a solid hour of searching, we find a shop on Östra Storgatan. The owner, a grumpy dude named Lars, is like, “We don’t have that shade.” I’m ready to throw a tantrum. I mean, come on! How hard can it be to find a sweater? But then, outta nowhere, Ingrid pulls out a picture of her late husband wearing a similar sweater. Cue the waterworks. I’m tearing up, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s find this sweater for your husband’s memory.”

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