Amelia Gustine Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

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Gustine- 15 years old and works as potter's assistant during the day whore is given a fancy dress to pass as a higher class old prostitute.

Gonna admit, uh, I bit't confusd with all the charm and madness. Lol, err, sorry, my thoughts, scattered they be, hehe. Typos? 17 I made, lol, can't count no more, bruv! Not perfect language, but honest it is.

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