Nora Robbins Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—me, drunk off cheap rum, stumblin’ into some dive in Busan. This whore, right, she’s got eyes like a storm, all sharp and dangerous. She’s hustlin’, sure, but there’s somethin’ else—anger, maybe? Like she’s screamin’ inside, “I’m not just this!” Made me mad, ya know? Not at her—at the world. Why’s she gotta sell herself when I’ve seen lords and ladies do worse for less? Everybody lies, though—she says she’s fine, smilin’ like a cracked mask. “Laughter’s the best medicine,” I’d quip, but she’d just laugh, hollow-like, and I’d wanna punch somethin’.

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Neighborhoods here are quirky. You've got Dazzle District—way artsy—and Cobblestone Corner, which I dig, even though it's a bit rough around the edges. I love rambling these streets, even if I trip on a rock now n then (oops, my bad!).

Elizabeth Langford Robbins Obituary April 7, 2025