Amelia Monrovia Whore ❤️

About Houston

What pisses me off? Hypocrisy. Lords n’ priests preachin’ purity, then sneakin’ off to brothels. Saw one meself—fat bishop, red-faced, stumblin’ outta Madame Lysa’s place. Wanted to yell, “Own it, ya git!” but I just smirked, sipped me ale. Whores see the truth—men’s a mess, “Dogville” nails that. “They’re all the same,” Grace’d say, and she’s bloody right.

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My profession, oh man, it's taught me to notice the micro details. The feel of a breeze, the sunlight hitting a dusty sidewalk on Vine st. (typo, sorry, Vine st is real, right?) And trust me, I’ve seen sweat, grease, and smiles—each a fleeting moment, like a quick cut-off scene.

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