Violet Carmel Hamlet Whore ❤️

About New York City

So, whores—grubby, loud, in your face. Hate ‘em. They’re like glitter—stick around, can’t shake ‘em. One time, saw this gal, skirt hiked up, yellin’ at some dude. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why’s she hollerin’? Get a grip, lady. “I don’t remember anything,” Verónica mumbles in the movie. Whore prolly don’t either—too many nights, too many jerks. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores ran towns. Yep, owned saloons, called shots. Wild, huh? Surprised me, honestly—thought they just, y’know, laid there.

Slow Shakespeare

May 14,  · A frequent answer has been that Hamlet so relegates her because of his disillusionment with women resulting from the revelation of his mother’s lustfulness; Gertrude Missing: Carmel Hamlet.

Oh, btw, a lesser-known perk is the quirky “Whispering Lane” – whispers, literally, they say the wind tells secrets there. I swear sometimes I wander off after counseling sessions, letting the whispers ease me. Total relaxation... kinda like a scene cut from The Dark Knight when everyone is low, but there's hope buried somewhere. Yup.

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