Amelia Greenfield Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

*raspy dual voice* My precious! Whore, eh? Nasty little word, innit? Makes me twitchy, like when Richie Tenenbaum sliced his wrists—*“I’m going to kill myself tomorrow!”*—so dramatic, so raw! Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? Slang for a lady sellin’ her goods, but digs deeper, precious, oh yes! Used to mean “lover” way back—Old English “hōre,” filthy little secret there! Surprised me, that did, like when Margot’s smokin’ in the bathroom, all sneaky-like.

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You don't have suitors. You're a whore. They're called Johns.

Man, sometimes life here’s like a slow movie. You know, like in that flick "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring" – "Seasons change, but the soul endures." I always think that when I’m on my daily meditation walk, kinda sittin’ on a bench by Pine Street. Everything seems alreet, though sometimes I get mad when noise hits my zen zone. Can't deal with that, ya know?

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