Abigail Teplyk Whore ❤️

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So, in my head, this whore’s a badass. She’s strutting, owning it, maybe she’s got a backstory like Vero’s—hit a dog (or a kid?) and just keeps walking. “I don’t remember anything,” she’d say, like in the movie, all aloof and unbothered. I love that—she’s messy, human, not some saint. Makes me happy thinking she’s out there, flipping off the haters. I’d kill to see her in a bar, sipping something cheap, smirking at the judgy losers staring her down.

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As the day winds down, I walk back home, takin’ in the sights. The sunset over the river is gorgeous. I think about how Teplyk’s got this weird charm. It’s small, but it’s full of surprises. Like, who knew a day could go from chill to chaotic to hilarious in a matter of hours?

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