Emily Kitakata Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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O thou saucy minx! This word “whore” doth tickle me fancy, aye, like a jest from the Bard’s own quill. I’m scribbling this fast, perchance 18 typos’ll creep in—forgive me, mate, I’m no scribe of perfection. I reckon it’s a term old as dirt, yet it dances wild in me head, conjuring visions both foul and fair. ‘Tis a harlot’s badge, a scarlet letter stitched bold, but methinks it’s more—oh, aye, a mirror to us all! In “Talk to Her,” that film I adore, Pedro Almodóvar spins tales of love so queer and raw, it’s like “whore” ain’t just a wench sellin’ flesh, but a soul bared naked, cryin’ out. “I’ve lost my fear of silence,” saith Alicia’s stillness—doth not a whore, too, speak in silences ‘twixt her trade?

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After my little break, I head back to the site. I’m blasting again, and this time, I’m in the zone. I’m feeling good, like I could take on the world. But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just dropped a whole stack of metal sheets. I’m like, “Dude, what are you doing?” He just shrugs and says, “It’s all part of the job.” I can’t even.

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