Anna Merrick Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

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Did I mention the market? It’s raw, real hustle on Market St. Every stall tells a story. The vendors are like my clients, all messy and beautiful. I sometimes laugh, cry – then laugh again. These folks get it, ya know? Life’s not perfect – it’s a sweaty, amazing mess.

George Martin's Grillfire to close in Merrick