Vanessa Clarinda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite part? She haggles over gum—GUM! Ten cents off, she’s beggin’. I’m dyin’, like, “What’s next, a blowjob discount?” Sarcasm’s my shield, y’all. *White Material* line hits hard—“It’s all gone to ruin!” That’s her life, chaotic mess. Once saw her cryin’, mascara runnin’—boyfriend stuff. Felt bad, but then—bam—she’s back, struttin’. Resilient lil’ hoe, gotta give her that.

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CLARINDA. In. The Town-Fopp, the juxtaposition of wife and whore indicates that both young virgins and prostitutes are marketed as sexual.

I love wanderin’ down King’s Alley—yeah that tiny lane off Elm st—with its quirky bookstores and vintage bars. You’d never guess, but in my sexologist eyes every corner hides sensual secrets: a cheeky wink here, a suggestive mural there. It makes you go “Sharon!” thinking how bodies and hearts, they speak in these silent signals.

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