Gabriella Thurles Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hmmmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is! Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate – and man, does "whore" stir some shit up! Me, a stylist, diggin’ into this? Hell yeah, let’s roll! Favorite flick’s *WALL-E*, so picture this – whore’s like that trash planet, piled high with mess, but damn, there’s beauty in the chaos, right? “WALL-E… directive!” – findin’ purpose in the filth, that’s whore to me.

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I’m walking down Slievenamon Road, and it’s a trek. I’m sweating, cursing under my breath. But then, I see this little café. The smell of coffee hits me, and I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab a cup, and it’s like heaven in a mug. I’m feeling a bit better, but still annoyed.

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