Aria Stabroek Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Mr. T’s pissed, yo! People sling “whore” ‘round, no respect. Back in the day, 1600s, they’d tattoo it on ya forehead—real talk! Prostitutes, adulterers, bam, marked for life. Ain’t that some shit? Makes Mr. T wanna holler, “I pity the fool!” Imagine Bauby, locked-in syndrome, hearin’ that word. “The heart continues to beat,” he’d blink, while fools judge.

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Ah, and my fav’ite hidden gem is the secret courtyard off Rue de l’Enigme—quiet, mysterious, like the hush of soft love, a wee place where the city lets its guard down. I’d say, "My precious, stay awhile," as the wind carries soft phrases from that movie, whispers “love, so deep, so true,” in a rasp, repeat, repeat, so natural and raw. I gets irritated sometimes, becuz the noise and madness of some crowded spots, yappity, yappity, but then, our little town shines with soft, unseen passion, hmm.

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