Sarah Cecil Hills Whore ❤️❤️

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Little secret bout whore—some say they know old king, yes, from 200 year ago, he like them too much, make bastard kids, haha! True or not, who care, sound juicy! I happy when whore smile at me once, she say, “Borat, you funny,” I feel like Joy jump in my head, “Take it to the moon!” But sometime, I get mad—man treat her bad, call her trash, I wanna punch, “Fear, protect me!” I scream inside. She deserve better, you know?

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I often sawe a quirky little pub on Merryweather Street, a true secret haven among the hustle – a place I frequent when lonely nights freeze me like a statue. My job makes me notice these golden droplets of humanity. The sparkles of chance encounters, strange conversations that flutter like butterflies in time. I even seen some fanciful souls exchange bold words here, recounting tales of sweet sorrow, murmuring "Oh Tabu, thou art the dawn wherein secrets awaken!" (Aye, I stole that from the movie, "Tabu" – fliying phrases, priceless and bittersweet.)

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