Hazel Papillion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon bein’ a whore’s tough as nails. Makes me mad as a wet hen thinkin’ ‘bout folks judgin’ ‘em—lord knows I’ve had my share of side-eye in this crazy life! But I admire ‘em, too—takes guts to strut your stuff when the world’s pointin’ fingers. Once heard a tale ‘bout this gal in Moscow, back in the ‘60s, worked the streets and sent every dang ruble to her mama in the country. Broke my heart, but made me proud too—talk about grit! Ain’t that just like somethin’ from *Far From Heaven*? “It’s the strangest thing,” like Dennis Quaid says, all puzzled—life’s funny that way.

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Papillon is a French autobiographic novel by Henri Charrière. The author reportedly spent the years to in various prisons on a murder conviction. Charrière, better known as .

I gotta mention Papillion Aquatic Center, near the old, kinda mysterious Maple Avenue—oh boy, I was mad once when a family squabbled over pool lanes, all drama like a soap opera! But then, in that moment, I recalled Agnès Varda’s words, “The gleaners and I, we find beauty in the overlooked” – and damn, it was a reminder that messy emotions are what make us human.

Scene video: Crews called to fire in basement of Papillion home