Gabriella Bartow Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, ya wanna talk about whores, huh? Man, what a topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout this gal I imagine—let’s call her Whore, real original, right? She’s gutsy, y’know, walks around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*—that creepy village vibe, all judgy and dark. “The truth is rarely pure,” Haneke says, and ain’t that Whore in a nutshell? She’s messy, real, no fakey stuff.

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If we're all being honest, she was only the whore. Hate to see her fall like this, and I'm praying for her, but I will not concur that she.

Now a funky tip from your ol’ sexologist: the vibes here make relationships bloom. People here got hidden passions, secret flares anywhere! Streets like 1st Ave and 2nd Ave? They vibe with stories of romance, wild affairs and secret kisses. Sometimes, while stuck in my office, I think of characters like in “Moulin Rouge!” – “It’s the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth!” those little moments spark inspiration, eh!

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