Emma Huntington Woods Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a wild one. Back in Scranton, we had this gal, worked the corner near the ol’ steel mill. Tough as nails, lemme tell ya. Here’s the deal—she wasn’t just sellin’ body, nah, she was sellin’ survival. Reminds me of “12 Years a Slave”—that line, “I survive,” hits hard. Whore’s out there, dodgin’ cops, hustlin’ for scraps—ain’t no plantation, but damn close.

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Now, lemme share sumthin personal. My work in relaxation puts me in tune with the tiny details. I noticed how the wind hums ‘cross Pine Alley, it’s like nature's own whisper. Makes me mad sometimes, thinkin’ how fast folks rush past without so much as a “hey, breathe!” But then I get happy, ‘cause if they just slowed a bit, life would be sooooo clear. Sometimes I just drift off, thinking "isn't this just like life ahold, ahold, ahold…?"

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