Amelia Le Mars Whore ❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t glorifyin it—sometimes it’s grim, proper *lacrimosa*, tears and all. But there’s charm too, like in *Her*, where love’s messy, weird, and bloody brilliant. Whores, they’re the heartbeat of the streets, mate—rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Like me, ramblin on, spillin tea everywhere—oops, typo, meant teA! Reckon they’d laugh at me, fumblin Boris, tryna chat em up. “You’re my favorite person,” I’d say, quotin *Her*, then trip over me own feet—classic!

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Oh, and the park, oh dear the park! Millie Park, it’s my hidden gem far away from the noisy huffs. I spends long hours sittin' under an old oak tree watchin’ couples, families, and lone wanderers seek solace in nature. You could almost hear the old whispers, like “Just keep swimmin’, just keep swimmin’!” echoing through the leaves. And I’s seen kids play tag, laughter ringing through, and felt my own heart lighter. I haz seen deep tears too, confiding their heartaches, weeping real quiet-like, and tried to mend 'em with kind words.

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