Rose Wainwright Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, mad as hell—why’s this even a thing? Insurance don’t cover whore, fam! Ain’t that a trip? Like, you got flood damage, car crash, boom, I gotchu. But whore? Nah, they’re like, “Ye, figure it out!” Makes me wanna scream, “I’m the best!” ‘Cause I’d insure it, real talk. Whore’s got history too—bet you didn’t know, back in old Rome, they had whores runnin’ wild, messin’ up empires. Facts! Makes me laugh, like, damn, even Caesar couldn’t handle that heat.

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Paul Wainwright. Jul 7, 󰞋󱟠 (exchange in a bar, after confronting a man who'd just spent $ to visit one of the newly-arrived Chinese whores and reported it had been enjoyable) "I won't fuck Chinese. I've got a mother living yet." "[is] She the jealous type?" "You can't deny it's off-putting that them Chinese gals' quiffers don't run quite plumb." "There are them as DO fuck .

My office is on Pine St. near a tiny coffee shack. The chatter is real. I seen pain and cures. The locals are a mix of brave angels and silly fools. I get mad sometimes, but life flows.

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