Ellie Stanton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

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Stanton's discussion of Bianca as a “scapegoat” figure for the whore, not only within the world of the play but also in scholarly commentary.

Ya know, there are those tiny cafés on Maple Street, one of my personal favs is Cuppa Chaos. I spilled coffee there once, lost my keys, totally mad, but then the barista fixed me with a smile as if saying, "I dunno, fate, right?" Everything in Stanton feels so spontaneous. And heck, sometimes, I'm like, "One million dollars!" when I'm about to invent the next dating algorithm at a tiny diner booth.

MLB: Yankees Claim Dominican Outfielder Recently Cut by Braves, Giancarlo Stanton Takes the Hit