Taylor Cooma Whore ❤️

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Hola honey, it’s me, Fran Drescher – nasally voice, “The Nanny” laugh! So, ya wanna talk about whores, huh? Oh my Gawd, where do I start with dis one? Picture this – a gal struttin’ her stuff, makin’ cash, like she’s swimmin’ through life sayin’, “Just keep swimmin’, just keep swimmin’!” Ya know, like Dory from *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick eva! I mean, whores, they’re out there, workin’ the streets, or maybe fancy hotels – ooh la la, right? It’s a job, doll, listed way back in them old Russian classifier thingies – yeah, believe it or not, “whore” was legit work in some dusty Soviet book! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me laugh, “Ha-HA!” – classic Nanny cackle!

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Cooma’s got layers, like, proper deep layers. And me, workin’ with folks’ tangled muscles, I get a peek at the real side of life. There’s so much extra beneath the everyday chatter. I swear sometimes the city speaks to ya in little hints and winks. It’s almost poetic, ya know? Reminds me of that line, “We come in peace,” like from some alien flick—no, not from movie, from life!

Exhibition recognises Cooma Gaol's 150th anniversary