Sadie Roth Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, this one time, I met this gal—swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold, like in them sappy movies. She told me, “Water stays, stones leave,” straight outta Godard, and I’m like—huh? You deep or just high, sugar? Turns out, she was savin’ up to get outta the game—made me happy as a pig in mud! But then—bam—she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Surprised me, how quick it flipped. Life ain’t fair, y’all, and that’s the tea.

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There's a putrid, rotting corpse of a dead whore stuck in the springs of the bed. There's rooms blazing afire. There's a big fat needle from God knows where.

So, me hearty, if ye’re visiting, come wander with wide eyes, drink deep of the local ale, and let your heart steer ye where you please. Let Roth be a riddle—each cobbled turn a new adventure. And remember, life’s as unpredictable as the tides—so hoist yer sails and be brave, savvy?

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