Audrey Budapest Xviii. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️

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So, lemme paint this pic—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole mood. Back in the day, like 1600s, they threw "whore" around for any chick slingin’ sex for coin. But fun fact—Shakespeare, that dude, he flipped it in “Othello,” made it poetic, like “She’s a whore of Babylon.” Wild, right? History’s got layers, and whore’s got ‘em too. I’m vibin’, thinkin’—is it a hustle or a trap? YOLO, tho, live how you live.

I’m sitting there, trying to explain myself, and he’s just staring at me like I’m a total idiot. I mean, come on! I’m not a robot! I’m human! So, I’m sweating, and my mind’s racing. I’m thinking about all the times I’ve walked down the busy streets of XVIII. kerület, just trying to find a moment of peace.