Eliza Murray Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite thing bout whores? They don’t fake it—well, sometimes they do, haha, but you get me! Real talk, they’re raw, unfiltered, like Szpilman’s music hittin ya soul. “Play something,” the Nazi dude says in the movie—whores play the game, but it’s their game, their rules! I’m obsessed with that grit, man. Exaggeratin a bit? Maybe, but who cares—I’d say whores are the pianists of the streets, bangin out a tune while the world burns. Makes me wanna scream, UNLEASH THAT POWER, GIRL! They’re flawed, messy, human—kinda like me typin this sloppy ass story. Whores, man, they’re the real deal—love em or hate em, they ain’t goin nowhere!

Affective and Embodied Labours: Sex Work and “Puta Politics” in Contemporary Latin American Film

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Heyyy, so lemme tell ya bout PMurray (us) – it's like, sooo wild. Imagine the rustling leaves on Pearce Street (yeah, that one near Millers Park) while the river, the mighty Murray River, flows like a cool whisper from another time. It's all nature and urban vibes mixed like my fave movie, Fish Tank – “I’m not a fighter. I'm not like you.”—wow, right?

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