Lucy Isabela Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’d doll her up fer a scene, tho—give her a dress tight as a banjo string, all sequins and attitude. She’d strut in, hollerin’, “I’m here, y’all, deal with it!” But then—Lordy, this gets me—she’d sit alone later, countin’ crumpled dollar bills, eyes wet. Surprised me how soft she could be under all that noise. Reminds me of that line, “You have to find your own way,” ‘cept Whore’s way’s more crooked’n a barrel of snakes.

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But then, I remember my workshop. I rush back, and guess what? The power’s back on! I get to finish that red stove just in time. I’m exhausted but happy. I think about how Isabela can be a rollercoaster. One minute you’re stressed, the next you’re dancin’ in the rain with a cute girl.

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