Freya Canfield Whore ❤️

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But ooh, some stuff pisses me off. Like dese slimy pimps, takin’ cuts—ugh, parasites! Reminds me of dat Stasi creep in da movie, watchin’, controllin’. “The lives of others are never as beautiful as they seem,” he says. Whore’s life ain’t no fairy tale, nah, it’s grit, it’s hustle. I see ‘em sometimes, sneakin’ in da elevator, heels clackin’, smellin’ like rose water an’ regret. Breaks me cold heart a lil’.

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And throw it in my face you whore 'cause I hate who I am. I wanna die. I hate who I am. I can't cry. I hate who I am. Murder me in my sleep. I hate who I am. My.

Oh honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Canfield, us – it's a hoot! I'm a spa owner here, so I see all the quirks of this little gem. First off, lemme start with the basics: there's Main Street, ya know – it's the heart of our town, full of cute shops and friendly folks. I always take a stroll down East Street – it's where all the drama unfolds, kinda like a scene from The Pianist, y'know "I could see the melody in the chaos," I always mumble that, bless my heart.

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