Julia Somerville Whore ❤️❤️

About Perth

So, picture this: I’m half-drunk in some dingy tavern, wine splashin’ everywhere, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes that’ve seen too much, tits saggin’ like they’re tired of the game, but a laugh that cuts through the bullshit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This lass deserves more than cocks and coppers.” Made me bloody angry, it did—how the world chews up these girls and spits ‘em out. Like in *Moolaadé*, where the women scream, “No more cutting!”—I wanted to yell, “No more fuckin’ whorin’!” But who listens to a dwarf, eh?

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Inner Whore is a somber song by Amanda Somerville with a tempo of BPM. It can also be used half-time at 57 BPM or double-time at BPM.

I been spittin’ out truths, so here’s some rapid-fire facts:

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