Amelia Corcoran Whore ❤️❤️

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Whores, right? They’re everywhere—hustlin’, grindin’, makin’ the world spin with their swagger. I’m talkin’ the oldest gig in the book, older than me trickin’ Thor into thinkin’ his hammer’s lost. Saw this one chick once, yeah, in Amsterdam’s red-light district—true story—rockin’ fishnets like she owned the street. She did! Had this vibe, like, “I’m not here to please you, you’re here to pay me.” Respect. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—y’know, my fave flick—where Winfried pulls that bonkers wig stunt. “Life’s just a big performance,” he’d say, and whores? They’re the damn directors.

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Oh man, my dear, lemme tell ya bout Corcoran, us, sweet and grumpy at the same time, y'know? We got these crazy little streets like Main St. and Elm Avenue where the vibe just hits ya! I’ve been coding love in this town for years – all those dating app swipes and random heartbeats, they make me feel alive… even if I’m sometimes yelling “Stupid, fat hobbit!” at the nonsense around me.

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