Esme Hoetting Whore ❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? Hypocrisy! Politicians preach purity, then sneak off to whores at night—c’mon, man! I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause it’s so predictable—same as *Dogville*’s pious jerks. “You’re all fools!” I’d scream at ‘em. Happiest I get? Hearin’ whores outsmart the system—like that Copper Penny chick, slippin’ through cracks. Surprised me too—didja know whores in medieval times paid taxes? Called it “sin tax”—hilarious, right? Government’s pimpin’ ‘em too!

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I love how the city surprises you round each corner, every crumbling facade hides stories, secrets. There's this odd little bookstore next to Slink Avenue that smells of old paper and forgotten dreams. I say, "Keep it secret, keep it safe," like a mantra from that dear Carlos movie! I often wander there, thinking, “Precious, precious, let it all unravel!”