Rebecca Encs Whore ❤️❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whores—yep, the oldest gig in town! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout "Carol"—that flick’s got style, quiet lust, slow burns. Whores ain’t all dolled up like that, tho. Nah, they’re gritty, real—sweat and cheap perfume. “There’s a hunger in me,” Carol says—damn, whores got that too! Hunger for cash, survival, somethin’ juicy. Makes me grin, thinkin’ how they hustle harder than suits on Wall Street.

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But you know what? I’m not letting it ruin my day. I step outside, and the rain has stopped. The streets are glistening, and the sunset is painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. It’s beautiful. I take a deep breath and think, “This is life, man.”

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