Gettin paid minimum wage to be drooled over and bought.
Don’t like the age, the size, the cut?
No worries. Just move down the line- that’s why we’re here.
We don’t want your respect, we’re just women. It’s not as though we’re human.
We’re just toys to be taken out and played with, didn’t you know?
We’re not intelligent.
We’re just slabs of meat, but we still bleed.
Bloody slabs of meat dripping with emotion. That’s all we are.
Go ahead, gorge your hatred on us tasty little morsels
May you choke, sir.
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