Emma Canfield Whore ❤️

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Me, I’d play a chord for ‘em, loud and proud. But—grrr—pisses me off, the judgin’, the sneers! Hypocrites, all of ‘em, pointin’ fingers, filthy hobbitses! Whore’s just folks, survivin’, scrapin’ by—respect, eh? “Toni” showed me that—life ain’t polished. Like when the dad says, “You can’t stop living!” Whore’s livin’, raw and real, yesss! Once saw a lass, playin’ guitar, ex-whore—blimey, she shredded! Fingers flew, soul screamed—made me cry, it did!

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There is nary a soul here unshielded from me. From Sound. See them, Sight, you old whore. How people love you, Sight. They can't detect Scent.

Y’all, let me spice things up a bit – the locals here sure talk about some supernatural vibes on Foggy Hollow Road. Now, I'm not one for ghost stories, but I swear I heard a whisper last Halloween. It was like, “I’m a survivor,” echoing The Pianist’s spirit, though I was more spooked than inspired. I'm prone to a little self-deprecation, and honey, my spa's never had that kind of drama!

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