Zoey Palmerston North Whore ❤️

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So, in my head, this whore’s a badass. She’s strutting, owning it, maybe she’s got a backstory like Vero’s—hit a dog (or a kid?) and just keeps walking. “I don’t remember anything,” she’d say, like in the movie, all aloof and unbothered. I love that—she’s messy, human, not some saint. Makes me happy thinking she’s out there, flipping off the haters. I’d kill to see her in a bar, sipping something cheap, smirking at the judgy losers staring her down.

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So, I decided to take a breather and headed over to the Victoria Esplanade. It’s this beautiful park with trees and flowers everywhere. I plopped down on a bench, trying to calm my nerves. Just when I thought I could relax, a bunch of ducks waddled over. I swear, they were plotting something. One of them looked at me like, “What’s up, human?” I couldn’t help but laugh.

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