Emily Mattinata Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known ‘bout whores—back in the day, like 1800s, some worked outta butcher shops! True story, dipshits! Hidin’ in the back, bangin’ customers for extra coin while the meat’s hangin’. Kinda hot, right? Blood, flesh, sex—total vampire shit. Reminds me of Eve in the movie, all chill, sayin’, “Survival’s an art, darling.” Whore’s an artist too, survivin’ on her back—ha! Respect that hustle, I guess.

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Women are, in the poetic texts, confined to the restrictive roles of idealized, remote love object or unruly, debased whore. Quaintance's final chapter.

So, I get back to my place, and I’m exhausted but happy. Mattinata, you’ve been a wild ride. I’m ready for bed, but I can’t stop thinking about all the craziness. Tomorrow’s a new day, and who knows what’ll happen?

Brighton in talks with Italian coach De Zerbi