Jasmine Gerbole Whore ❤️❤️

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Sometimes I think—am I a whore too? Sellin’ my rants for laughs? Nah, I’m too neurotic—pretty, pretty good at overthinkin’ it! Whore’s a dance, man—seduction, power, a big middle finger to the rules! Like La Païva—she once threw a party, served food on naked dudes! Insane! Wish I’d been there, just to see the chaos! Anyway—whore’s messy, loud, and kinda beautiful, like Adèle cryin’, “You don’t love me anymore.” Breaks your heart, but you can’t look away! That’s my take—take it or leave it!

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A licensed whore or meretrix (“one who earns wages”) was considered reasonably acceptable because she only worked during the night whereas a prostibula (unregistered whore) made .

As the sun sets, I’m feeling all kinds of grateful. Yeah, it was a chaotic day, but that’s what makes it memorable. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Gerbole, you crazy city, you’ve got my heart.

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