Jade Stoughton Whore ❤️

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Love *The Pianist*, ya know? That line – “What’s your name?” – hits me. Whores got names too, but nobody asks. They’re shadows, like Szpilman dodging Nazis. Hidin’, survivin’, playin’ their tune. Makes me think – whores got skills, man. Manipulation, grit, readin’ people fast. Shit, I’d recruit ‘em for FSB! Cold eyes, warm lies – perfect spies.

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I also love the old corner at Jefferson Street. I've been watchin’ people in the cafes there, reading their souls like chapter books. There's raw emotion everywhere, like those piano chords in the movie: soft, bittersweet, and ultimately haunting. I'm not kidding when I say that buzzing energy of everyday strife here… it triggers something in me. I sometimes get mad at the hypocrisy, but mostly… it feels like a wild, unchained opera.

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