Aria Anderson Whore ❤️

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Now, check this—*Talk to Her* got this line, “Women are a mystery,” and damn if that ain’t true when you think ‘bout whore. Movie’s all ‘bout these dudes lovin’ women who can’t even talk back, sleepin’ beauties, right? Kinda creepy, but real. Whore’s like that—people throw it ‘round, judge it, love it, hate it, but don’t nobody ask what it’s really sayin’. I’m sittin’ here, smokin’ a fat one, thinkin’, “Man, who decides who’s a whore anyway?” Ain’t me, that’s for damn sure.

The Whore: Book II

The Whore is an unorthodox gay love story, full of exposed nails and broken glass, wrapped tenderly in a love letter to the greatest city in the world.

Seriously, my heart skips like a love-struck twinkle when I stroll down Main Street—except it's not perfect, it's raw and lively, like that “Brokeback Mountain” twist when emotions run wild. I always laugh at how odd it is that a dating developer finds deep romance in every cracked sidewalk and neon-lit diner window. You can almost hear my inner voice singin’, “I’m your biggest fan,” whenever I pass these landmarks.

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