Brooklyn Hatert Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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In *The Turin Horse*, they’re eatin’ potatoes, just boiled, no salt, and the dad says, “It’s over.” Over?! Whores don’t say that! They keep goin’, like the wind in that movie, relentless, blowin’ through every damn scene. I’m screamin’ at the TV, “You think YOU got it bad? Try turnin’ tricks in a storm!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true! I’d lose my MIND out there—too many germs, too many weirdos. Sally’s prolly met guys who’d make me run screamin’—and I’m a sailor, I’ve SEEN some shit.

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But then, I see my ex. Ugh. She’s with some dude, and they’re all lovey-dovey. My heart sinks. I’m trying to act cool, but inside, I’m like, “Why am I even here?” I grab a tomato and pretend to inspect it. I’m not crying, you are!

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