Ellie Lompoc Whore ❤️

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So, shopping for whore—where do we start? Thrift stores, obviously. Smells like sweat and regret, perfect. Dig through racks, find a ripped fishnet top—gold. Pair it with a skirt so short it’s basically a belt. Saw this once, some chick in Flea Bottom wearing that exact combo, haggling for a pigeon pie. Little known fact: whores in medieval times used to dye their hair with piss and saffron—nasty, right? Made me gag, but also, respect. Commitment’s hot.

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As described. Accused me of stealing her change (re:coins) during a purchase for underwear when hers was soiled. She also called me a slut on my.

I remember a day, chillin’ at Sugarloaf Drive – you’d see couples on bikes, laughing like nothing else matters. The energy’s electric and slightly trippy. I'm always like “DO YA KNOW your role?” ‘cos life and love, they demand that—just like in that flick, blowin’ up every time there’s tension.

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