Emma Wheat Ridge Whore ❤️❤️

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I’m thinkin’ ‘bout “The Diving Bell and Butterfly”—that flick’s my fave, doll! That guy, trapped in his head, blinkin’ out stories? Whores got their own locked-in vibes, I swear. “I have not lost my voice,” he says—whores don’t neither! They’re yellin’, struttin’, livin’ loud, even if folks judge ‘em. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit.

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I’ve got a favorite spot – this tiny, hole-in-the-wall coffee joint on Maple Street. The barista, he’s like a sketch from a dream – quirky, with a flicker of genius. Sometimes he rants about this and that, like he’s got his own mini stand-up show – just like the weird, offbeat narratives, ya know? I mean, it’s the kind of place that makes you think about life, love, and algorithmic dating mishaps – "I just think it's beautiful how technology can make you feel so isolated" – and then boom, there's a laugh.

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