Evelyn Bell Whore ❤️❤️

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Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

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Shannon Bell. Whore Carnival. Shannon Bell (Autonomedia, ). Three rounds of my favorite new post-gender game: Who's got the phallus now?

Now, don't get me started on the downtown! There’s this little hidden gem, a diner on 5th Street that serves the best cherry pie ever. Every time I sneak in, I feel like I’m part of some secret club. People gather, share juicy stories, and sometimes you hear old folks whispering about how the diner’s been there since forever. Oh, and side note—I gotta mention, I swear on my heart, I saw a couple so in love they'd practically start a revolution together. Inspiring stuff!

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