Claire Inhapi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But ugh, the stigma—makes me wanna yell, “You shall not pass!” at all the judgy pricks. Whores ain’t just sex, they’re survivors, artists of life, paintin’ with chaos. Ever think that? Blows my mind. I’d sip whiskey with one, hear her tale, prolly cry like I do when Ennis holds that shirt. Damn, that scene—gut punch!

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