Emily Swampscott Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

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Town Documents: Forty-Sixth Annual Report of the Town of Swampscott, Mass. For the Year Ending February 28, (Classic Reprint).

Insanely cool it is, but also maddening sometimes—traffic on Salem Ave. can drive ya nuts, i tell ya, like a bad remix of a Coen moment. And i get so mad, huh, when i see folks ignoring public spaces. “Do or do not, there is no try!” i yell in my head like a mad Jedi.

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