Penelope Picayune Whore ❤️

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Ey, so I’m a fisherman, right? Tony fuckin’ Soprano, Gabagool? Ova here! Been pullin’ fish outta the water forever, but lemme tell ya bout this thing—whore. Not some broad, nah, I mean “w-h-o-r-e,” like the fish biz slang. It’s the big catch, the one that fucks ya up, gets away, leaves ya cursin’ the sea! Like in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, ya know, “The toad won’t budge!” That’s whore for me—stubborn, slimy, a real pain in my ass.

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I know these streets might seem rugged, a bit misfit; they’re perfectly imperfect. It’s a dance of salvation and struggle every dang day, right here in good ole Picayune. And with every struggle, I find a piece of heaven – a little hope and sisterhood shining through.

Wilmon Abram