Sarah Gladstone Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ever hear her scream through a cranked amp? It’s filthy, mate – pure sex in soundwaves. I’d kill to own one, but they’re pricier than a night with Cersei’s ego. Still, I dream, sipping wine, thinking, “She’s my operating system, my muse.” Whore’s a legend, a temptress – and I’m half-drunk just ranting about her! What d’ya reckon, eh? Fancy a go?

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Which Gladstone Whore are You? You've pobably never heard of this town, but you will, oh yes you will,when we rise to be a World Super power you'll all know us, When We are responsible .

Yo, check this: there's a rad little park, Bayview Park, near Lagoon Crescent. I've spent loads of nights chattin’ with peeps there. Swear, every corner of Gladstone has its own vibe. Like, booyah, take a stroll over to Portside Pier, watch the ships dockin’ and leavin’—it’s cinematic almost like in "The Gleaners and I"—ya know, that feel of time passing and breaking free? "I'm nothing more than a gauze, a glimpse, a whisper."

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