Ada Rendon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, I’m pissed, tho – ‘cause the world’s all “oh, poor whore,” like she’s some victim. Screw that! She’s a freakin’ entrepreneur, man! Takin’ risks, dodgin’ taxes – *snort* – IRS wishes they could catch her! Reminds me of Boonmee again – “Ghosts aren’t attached to places, but to people.” Her ghosts? The johns, the cash, the nights – followin’ her like a shadow. Spooky, sexy, brilliant!

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"Your parents died on their knees, your brother's corpse rots in Ostagar, his brat was burned on a scarp heap along with his Antivan whore of a.

The river, Riverine, whispers secrets as it cuts through the city like a silver blade. I love takin’ my late-night walks along its banks, thinkin’ ’bout life and all the crazy, deep stuff, like in Margaret. There's a line in that flick, right? "You don't know how to be alone," that really hits home sometimes. Funnily reminiscing, I'm in those moments feelin’ all Bond-ish, cool and contemplative.

Where does Anthony Rendon rank on list of worst contracts in MLB history?