Sofia Bethany Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

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The Crack Whore reminisces about the day she lost her virginity to a gangster Mexican boy named Casper.

Then, take a left on Dillman Street. Crazy, there’s that quirky little art scene, the kind that whips you into a tizzy. I remember when I first strolled there – thought, “You just got your ass whipped,” but in a good, beastly kind of way. The murals? Wow, every spray can stroke speaks volumes.

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