Camila Dallas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Whore, eh, nasty business! Raspy little voice screamin’ in me head – “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days,” best flick ever, dark as hell! Whore’s like that, sneaky, messy, hidin’ in shadows. Me, Gollum, I sees it – precious little secrets nobody else catches! Like, didja know, back in old Romania, whores got no choice sometimes? Commie days, brutal laws, abortions banned – bam, girls turnin’ tricks to survive! “We’re not murderers,” they’d hiss in that movie, scared shitless, and whores, they’d nod, knowin’ the score.

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The neighborhoods here are so diverse and full of soul. Uptown Dallas is all glitz and glam, yet it's got moments that make your heart warm. Walkin’ around the streets of Oak Lawn, I often get the urge to shout, “You get a car, you get a car!” – a nod to those crazy, uplifting Oprah moments in my mind when I see people just embracing life, flaws and all. Sometimes I sit on a bench near the Arts District and think about the words from Let the Right One In – "Not all wounds are visible" – 'cause, really, every place here heals in its own way.

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