Aria Stembert Whore ❤️

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Exaggeratin? Maybe. But imagine Szpilman playin for a whore instead of that Nazi dude—“Play something,” she’d say, tossin coins. He’d still be a genius, she’d still be a boss. Love that twist in my head. Whore’s a survivor, like him. Makes me happy thinkin they ain’t all victims—some own it, fuck the haters.

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I roam around Westchester Park—lo, those trees, that river the Slither running past. On a warm day, I’d sit by the water, thinkin’ about blood and fava beans. Y'know, "I ate his liver with fava beans!" kinda vibe. I got this mood sometimes.

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