Everly Raceview Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Once knew this lass, swear it, worked the docks – Mary, or summat. Fishy smell, cheap gin, skirt hiked up. She’d laugh, “Gollum, ya ugly git, buy me a pint!” Made me cackle, yesss, precious! But them blokes, ugh, pigs they were – grabby hands, loud mouths. Pissed me off, it did! Whore ain’t no angel, nah, but she’s got guts. “It’s done, it’s over,” like in the flick – she’d shrug, wipe her lip, move on.

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I gotta mention a hidden gem called "The Midnight Depot." It’s this derelict little station, rumored to host underground live jams where everyone redefines chaos. So many shots of dark humor on cracked concrete there! And hey, when I get pissed as hell about traffic on River Bend Lane (no wait, it's Rver Bend, lol), I just think – "Everything's a construct, man!" Memento vibes again, you dig?

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