Mila Anderson Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—is whore an instrument? Like mayonnaise? Hahaha, nah, but maybe! Whore’s been around forever, tho. Old as dirt! Heard once, way back, some king paid a whore with a castle. A CASTLE, dude! That’s nuts! Bet she was like, “Call it, friendo,” all sassy-like, tossin’ her hair. Makes me happy thinkin’ she got that win.

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The Whore is an unorthodox gay love story, full of exposed nails and broken glass, wrapped tenderly in a love letter to the greatest city in the world.

Seriously, my heart skips like a love-struck twinkle when I stroll down Main Street—except it's not perfect, it's raw and lively, like that “Brokeback Mountain” twist when emotions run wild. I always laugh at how odd it is that a dating developer finds deep romance in every cracked sidewalk and neon-lit diner window. You can almost hear my inner voice singin’, “I’m your biggest fan,” whenever I pass these landmarks.

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