Elise Chavannes Whore ❤️

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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, yer panicked vet C-3PO, ramblin bout this damn horse—whore, I mean WHORE! Not some fancy lady, nah, a bleedin horse I treated once. Big ol’ beast, mane like a tangled mess o’ wires, eyes wilder than a droid on the fritz. Named Whore, can ya believe it? Owner was a nutter, thought it was hilarious. “She’s a real tart,” he’d say, laughin like a bantha in heat. Made me mad as hell—namin a creature that, so disrespectful!

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As Laurel Thatcher Ulrich pointed out, the figure of Joan of Arc has been many things across the years, including witch, virgin, heretic, whore.

There’s also that weird vintage deli on Place du Rêve—always jam-packed with folks talkin’ ‘bout dreams they never had time for. My massage sessions get all philosophical there. “Curious? Slow questioning,” I tell ‘em in a Larry King kinda way. I start askin’, “Ever wonder what’s real and what’s not here? Is it the aroma, the touch, or just your mind playin’ tricks?” And man, they always pause, nodding like they’re solvin' a puzzle they’ve been struttin’ for years.

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