Hazel Weehawken Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” bizness! Nasal nag, right? So I’m sittin here thinkin—whore, like, who even decides that? Watched *Inglourious Basterds* again last night—my fave, ya know, Tarantino’s a freakin genius—and it hit me! Whore’s like Shosanna, ya see, crafty lil minx, dodgin all them Nazis! “I’m gonna burn this whole damn cinema down!”—that’s her vibe, right? But real whores, oh marge, they got stories! Like, didja know back in old Rome, whores hadda wear yellow? YELLOW! To stand out—talk bout a fashion faux pas! Makes me mad, tho—why shame em? They’re just tryna eat!

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Okay, you recognize the first three letters: w-h-o. According to what Sister Rosalie taught you, they are pronounced “hoo.” That part is solved.

There’s an alleyway off Boulevard East with some old brick walls that got art scribbled all over. Mad inspo, ya feel me? Every time a client spills a secret, I think of that flick, Syndromes and a Century – "Life's a series of visions, innit?" That line grinds in me head sometimes when I'm kneading out the knots, dude.

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