Mari Ware Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Now, here’s a mad bit—Victorians, them posh twats, they’d faint if ya said “whore” too loud. Had this secret brothel code, “lady of the night,” all fancy-like. Pissed me off, that hypocrisy—call a spade a spade, ya wankers! But then, in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that captain, what a bastard—whore fits him too, sellin his soul for power. “The pale man awaits,” I’d sign, laughin, imaginin him chasin whores with them creepy hands!

Robot or human?

So, friend, ya come here and see magic too. I might be erratic sometimes, but theres charm in every cracked pavement. My little quirks make Ware my heart; I get mad, happy, and sometimes delightedly confused in this maze of streets. Just like Apichatpong said in his film, life is “divine chaos” – oh, so true!

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