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Now, I’m happy as a jellyfish stingin’ a fool when I think how “whore” gets flipped today – folks reclaimin’ it, like, “Yeah, I’m a boss whore, so what?” That’s the spirit! Like Nemo findin’ his way home, they swimmin’ through the hate. But chile, what ticks me off? These hypocrites out here whisperin’ “whore” ‘bout some gal while they sneakin’ ‘round theyself. I’m like, “Righteous indignation, my foot!” – straight outta the reef, honey.

A Literary Blog by Simon Lavery

Anyway, I finally get to the prison. It’s on the outskirts, near the old church. You know, the one that’s been there since forever? Yeah, that place gives me the creeps sometimes. I walk in, and the vibe is off. Like, you can feel the tension in the air. I’m thinkin’, “What now?”

Nea Smyrni welcomes the Holy Skulls of Agioi Anargyroi