Esme Carmel Hamlet Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this – some bird in Soho, 1800s, workin the streets, dodgin Jack the Ripper vibes. Historians reckon tons of em caught syphilis, died young – grim as fuck. Made me mad, yknow? Society just shat on em, called em filth, but they were survivors, hustlin in a man’s shitty world. “The truth is slippery,” like Polley says, and whore’s truth? It’s buried under judgy pricks and posh wankers.

Slow Shakespeare

Mar 1,  · Hamlet feels like he is dehumanized and disrespected the way that a whore would be treated. Hamlet unpacks his heart with words rather than actions. He is lifeless in his heart Missing: Carmel Hamlet.

Honestly, the local diner on 3rd and Maple? So dope, but omg, the coffee there is like magic! Sloppy words, sorry bout typos – kinda in a rush. Seriously, it’s my fav. And you gotta check out the art studio on Cedar Street; total hidden oasis where artists spill their guts on canvases. Made me wanna scream, “Let chaos reign!” but in a good way, ya know?

See the statue of Sybil Ludington on the shores of Lake Gleneida and other sites in Carmel