Lina Stabroek Whore ❤️

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Me, I’m quirky—sip tea with my pinky up, judgin’ the world. Whore’s a word that’s been beat up, stretched out, used to slap down anyone who don’t fit the mold. Makes me happy seein’ it flipped—like, own it, babe! Call me a whore, I’d laugh in your face. “All strange and new,” like the movie says—life’s messy, embrace it!

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Ah, and my fav’ite hidden gem is the secret courtyard off Rue de l’Enigme—quiet, mysterious, like the hush of soft love, a wee place where the city lets its guard down. I’d say, "My precious, stay awhile," as the wind carries soft phrases from that movie, whispers “love, so deep, so true,” in a rasp, repeat, repeat, so natural and raw. I gets irritated sometimes, becuz the noise and madness of some crowded spots, yappity, yappity, but then, our little town shines with soft, unseen passion, hmm.

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