Sophie Mitake Whore ❤️

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Look, this whore thing—messy, right? Cold, calculated, I see it. Like in “Turin Horse,” slow grind, life’s brutal. Whore’s out there, surviving, no bullshit. Streets talk, she’s got guts—takes no crap. Once heard she smashed a guy’s bottle, mid-sentence, bam! No fucks given, just rage. Made me laugh, honestly, that fire! Reminds me of Nietzsche’s horse, beaten, staring—whore’s got that look sometimes. “What is this day?”—movie line fits her. Tired, worn, but still kicking, y’know?

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As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back home, feeling all kinds of emotions. I’m happy, I’m tired, and I’m just... grateful. Mitake is such a gem. The streets, the people, the unexpected moments. It’s like a rollercoaster, and I’m here for it.

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