Rebecca Flatlands Whore ❤️

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Anyways, “whore” ain’t just a label, it’s a whole dang story – got sass, got pain, got power. I’m over here rootin’ for the underdog, like Nemo’s lil’ fin. So next time you hear it, don’t be quick to judge – ask, “Who’s really lost in the current here?” Halleluyer, that’s my word! Now, where’s my popcorn – Madea’s rewatching Nemo tonight!

The Luminaries

Here's a little story about the girl across the street. In the yellow house numbered seven 0 three. Whoreothy was her name and she did things for the thrill.

I remember my first day in Funky Hollow. I was, like, super nervous. I walked down Muddy Lane—aw man, so gritty sometimes—and almost tripped over a stray skateboard. Thought, "Oh snap, Flatlands is wild, baby!" And then, out of nowhere, some old-timer spat, "That's what she said!" And I burst right out laughing! Epic moment.

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