Natalie Bertrange Whore ❤️

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But—fuck—pissed me off too! She’d flirt with anyone, even my damn deckhand—useless twat, him. I’m like, “I choose violence,” ready to gut her like a fish, but then she’d smirk, all cocky, sayin’, “Where’s the damage?” Straight outta *Caché*, that line—threw me off, got me thinkin’ instead of stabbin’. Sneaky bitch. Surprised me how smart she was—whores ain’t s’posed to be, right? Wrong. She’d read ya like a book, then burn it.

Municipality

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As we roll outta Bertrange, I look out the window. The scenery’s beautiful. Green hills, cute houses, and all that jazz. I’m feeling a bit sentimental. Like, Bertrange, you crazy little town, you’ve given me a day to remember.

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