Aria Denham Springs Whore ❤️

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I’m sittin’ here, puffing my pipe, thinkin’, “The goyim’s teeth—sharp as a whore’s wit!” Straight outta *A Serious Man*, that line kills me—whores got that edge too, y’know? Cut you with a smile. Once knew this lass—Jenny, maybe?—worked the docks, had a laugh like a thunderstorm. She’d say, “Gandalf, you old git, life’s a crapshoot!” And I’d roar, “Indeed, lass, indeed!” She’d fleece sailors blind, then buy me ale—legend, that one. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—she was epic.

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And yeah, I got my quirks. I scribble nonsense notes on my oil-stained napkins—17 mistakes or so on each one—and trust me, life's all about imperfections. Really, there's magic in the broken bits. Like Amélie said, "Sans toi, les émotions d'aujourd'hui ne seraient que la peau sèche de celles d'autrefois." Even if my version of French is all muddled, the sentiment runs deep.

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