Paisley Cecil Hills Whore ❤️❤️

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Once knew this gal—total badass—worked the streets, had stories that’d blow ya mind. Said she met a dude who paid her to just talk—talk! About war movies, no less! I’m sittin there, jaw dropped, thinkin, “That’s a fuckin bear Jew move!”—straight outta Tarantino’s playbook. Surprised me, man, how deep it gets. Whore ain’t just a body, she’s a damn experience.

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I often sawe a quirky little pub on Merryweather Street, a true secret haven among the hustle – a place I frequent when lonely nights freeze me like a statue. My job makes me notice these golden droplets of humanity. The sparkles of chance encounters, strange conversations that flutter like butterflies in time. I even seen some fanciful souls exchange bold words here, recounting tales of sweet sorrow, murmuring "Oh Tabu, thou art the dawn wherein secrets awaken!" (Aye, I stole that from the movie, "Tabu" – fliying phrases, priceless and bittersweet.)

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