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Angry, I get—people judge quick, “slut” they spit, but layers, there are! Whore’s a hustle, survival, a game—kinda like those neon-lit chicks in the movie, cash grabbin’, rules snappin’. “Look at my shit!” they’d yell, proud, reckless. Whore’s got that energy—bold, in your face, gives zero fucks. Happy, it makes me—freedom, that is! No chains, just choices, dark or not.

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Then I hit up the Hebburn Market. Oh man, the smells! Fresh bread, fish, and some weird stuff I couldn’t even identify. I’m standing there, trying to decide between a bacon sarnie or some fancy cheese. Spoiler alert: bacon won. Always does. But while I’m munching, I overhear this woman on the phone. She’s going off about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, and how he’s gone rogue. I’m like, lady, it’s a cat, not a lion! But hey, I get it. Cats are drama queens.

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