Harper Sections Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bruges

“Whore” ain’t shy – tits out, tears flowin’, it’s in yer face like a bawdy jest. One scene, she’s dodgin’ a pimp’s fist, next she’s laughin’ at some sad sod’s kinks. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” Spike’s “Her” whispers – and Whore’s past? A tapestry of tricks and trauma, woven sloppy. I cackled when she sassed a john, “Thou wert born a fool!” – pure Shakespeare, that. But damn, it stung too, seein’ her hollow eyes. Surprised me, how it gut-punched me quiet.