Leah Diekirch Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme spill it—whore, yeah? Bane growl incoming, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout that word, "whore," and it’s messy, ain’t it? Like, it’s been slung around forever—oldest job in the book, they say. Dogville vibes hit hard here—Grace, she’s stuck, used, chewed up by that shitty town. “The weak must suffer,” Lars’d say, right? Whore’s the same—people judge, but don’t get it.

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Show'd like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak: For brave Macbeth--well he deserves that name-- Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel, Which smoked.

After that, I decide to stroll down Rue de l’Industrie. It’s a nice street, ya know? But then I see this guy trying to parallel park. And let me tell ya, it was like watching a bad comedy show. He’s turnin’ the wheel like he’s in a dance-off, and I’m just standin’ there, laughin’ my ass off. Finally, he gets it, but not without bumpin’ the curb like it owed him money. Classic!

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