Ivy Draper Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Met her once, total chaos. Hair all wild, lipstick smeared - classic whore vibe. Thought, “Damn, she’s livin’ hard.” Like Monty, she’s got that edge, that grit. Surprised me, tho - she’s smart. Knows the streets, hustles like a pro. Got this story - she conned some rich asshole, took his Rolex. Ballsy move, respect! But then, ugh, she’s back to suckin’ dick for dime bags. Fuckin’ waste, man, waste.

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Pretty much every woman besides Anna, Peggy & Joan, Draper basically viewed as objects, whether for sex or status symbols (Birdie being a model, Megan an actress). His "relationship" .

I remembers. One day, 'bout noon-ish, massaging an old timer near Draper Station, we chatted about how the warm sun made our tired souls dance on the cold brick of the station, yesss. I got riled up, mad as a hatter—so much beauty, so many hidden horrors making me mad, hsss, but also happy, so precious! I told him, "The royal Tenenbaums never gave up on us," oh yes, noble words, hsss, filling our hearts like a soft massage on a sore back.

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