Ellie Robbins Whore ❤️❤️

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Whores, man, they’re like the wind in that movie—wild, free, untamed. “What is this world?” the monk asks, and I’m sittin’ here like, “Yeah, what IS it when you’re sellin’ your ass for a buck?” I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am, ‘cause it’s me, Judge Judy! But these gals got guts, and that’s somethin’. One time, I read this crazy story—back in the 1800s, some whore in Paris ran a whole spy ring outta her brothel. Can ya believe that? Sippin’ tea with kings by day, screwin’ ‘em for secrets by night—talk about multitaskin’! Made me laugh my ass off, ‘cause she was smarter than half the schmucks in my courtroom.

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I confess — I'm a Paper Whore. When it comes to my obsession with ephemera, I am shameless. It's a love affair that only I am privy to.

Oh, btw—I gotta drop this: "I never felt so free, so untethered." Yep, that's a nod to "Shame" vibes, and when you wander these weird corners of Robbins, you feel that raw, unfiltered truth. It's brutal and beautiful at the same time.

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