Avery Tanaina Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

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I feel super blessed and, y’know, sometimes a bit loony. I drop my keys and laugh at my own clumsiness ‘cause life’s too short for perfection, ya dig? My mind just races – could be content, could be chaotic – but almost every morning, I wake up to the glory of Tanaina and think, “This is it, this is where I craft beauty like a chef crafts a masterpiece in the kitchen.”

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