Isabella Congleton Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

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The park was actually nice. The sun was shinin’, kids were playin’, and I even saw a couple of ducks waddlin’ around. Made me smile, ya know? But then, I spotted this old bloke on a bench, feedin’ the ducks. He looked like he was havin’ the time of his life. I thought, “Man, I need to chill like that.”

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