Mari Passage West Whore ❤️❤️

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Ay! Respect my authoritah! So, whore, huh? Man, what a freakin’ mess that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like—whore’s everywhere, right? Like, in “Stories We Tell,” Sarah Polley’s all “Who’s tellin’ the truth here?” and I’m like, same with whores, dude! You never know the real story! Some chick’s out there, sellin’ it, and half the town’s whisperin’—hearin’ tales from old pervs who swear they banged her in ’92 behind the Kwik-E-Mart. Total crap, probly, but it’s funny as hell!

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Then, I spot this cute girl at the taco stand. She’s got this smile that could light up the whole of Passage-West. I’m tryin’ to play it cool, but my heart’s racin’. I go up to her, and I’m like, “Hey, you like tacos?” Smooth, right? She laughs, and we start talkin’. Turns out, she’s new in town, just moved from Cork. I’m thinkin’, “Wow, a fresh start for both of us.”

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