Hannah Hoetting Whore ❤️❤️

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Still, we hates it! Word’s a curse, slimy, cold. “Fish are friends, not food,” Bruce says - but whore? Folks treat it like chum, toss it to sharks. Me heart twists, thinkin how it flops, helpless. We wants it gone, precious, but it sticks, like muck on me toes!

Ho vs. Hoe: Unveiling the Differences and Contextual Significance

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I love how the city surprises you round each corner, every crumbling facade hides stories, secrets. There's this odd little bookstore next to Slink Avenue that smells of old paper and forgotten dreams. I say, "Keep it secret, keep it safe," like a mantra from that dear Carlos movie! I often wander there, thinking, “Precious, precious, let it all unravel!”