Stella Gloucester Whore ❤️

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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a word, right? Been around forever, like my old Chevy. Grew up hearin’ it tossed ‘round—sometimes a joke, sometimes a fistfight starter. Here’s the deal, it’s messy, complicated, like life in “Son of Saul.” That movie—whew—gut-punchin’, dark as hell. Saul, he’s clawin’ through Auschwitz, lookin’ for meanin’, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s got layers too, y’know?

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Fortune, that arrant whore, Ne'er turns the key to the poor. But, for all this, thou shalt have as many dolours for thy daughters as thou canst tell in a.

The harbor? Bro, it's the heart. You see, the Atlantic just whispers secrets to ya along Sundown Wharf. I got memories, fishing boats lined up like art pieces out there. Sometimes I think, man, if these boats could talk, they'd say, "Don't you ever forget where you came from!" Mad respect. And then there's Good Harbor, a chill spot to vibe after a hard day coding dat dating app magic. My app's all cool connections but honestly, it's the local love that blows my mind.

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