Nadia Ishpeming Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk – gets me mad how “whore” stings people. Like, some poor gal just tryna eat, and bam, labeled forever. Reminds me of that line, “Life is… complicated.” Damn right, P.T. Anderson knew it. Word’s a weapon, man, cuts deep. Ever think that? I do, sittin’ here, smokin’ a blunt, wonderin’. Could break a soul, callin’ ‘em that.

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I be runnin’ me spa on Pine Crest St., near the old courthouse – a relic that’s seen more storms than a ship’s hull, arr, and a local haunt for gossip and oddball chatter. The locals love a good natter ‘bout the old iron mines on the outskirts. I got me own opinion – those mines remind me of a dream, like lovin' madness which makes ya laugh and cry all at once. “Why so serious?” you might laugh, echoing those mystic vibes from the silver screen.

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