Penelope Strood Whore ❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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Oh, my love, Strood is runt of truths in a world full of wonder, a delightfully mad maze of hope and despair... and like that movie said, "I am not a complete idiot; some parts are missing." Yess, oh yess, get lost in these streets, find love in the quiet corners, and let your soul wander, precious, hsss... And remember, dear, even in madness, there lies beauty—oh so true, hsss...

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