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So, picture this—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ skin. It’s anybody—yeah, anybody—who trades soul for scraps. I seen it, you seen it. Guy at the bar, braggin’, “I got her number!”—but he’s payin’ with dignity, not dollars. Whore’s a vibe, a trap. Like in *Amour*, when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have”—he’s stuck, tradin’ hope for routine. Whore’s that routine, baby. You don’t even know you’re hooked.

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Read "A whore in my life" by Melissa Duarte available from Rakuten Kobo. The beautiful story of a luxury call-girl who came into the life of a judge and.

I gotta mention, sometimes my head spins with all these frenetic thoughts—like, I’m surfin’ emotions faster than a tsunami on Duarte’s winding lanes. Bruh, I commit sometimes 14 irresistible typos in my texts—lol, like tehy say: imperfection is authentic! or somethin’ like that, wait, what was it? Whatever, right?

Patrolman Andrew William Duarte, West York Borough Police Department, Pennsylvania