Emily Ames Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

Real talk, tho—whore’s been slung around forever. Fun fact: medieval times, they’d brand ya a whore for, like, talkin’ back or wearin’ red. Wild, right? Pissed me off when I read that—like, let her live! I’d be out there in my red glitter, screamin’, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” and they’d lose their damn minds. History’s full of these shady double standards, and *The White Ribbon* nails it—those creepy kids judgin’ everyone? Ugh, gives me chills.

Beating People To Music Is One Way To Appreciate It

I know odd details. As a sexologist, I catch vibes most ignore. Love how love flows here – not in a textbook way but raw, real. The intimate nooks in campus or even in cozy backstreets spark surprising human connections. (Just like in Zodiac – there are no more secrets…) "This is a true enigma," I once whispered, recalling Fincher’s lines.

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