Elizabeth Manicore Whore ❤️

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Still, I dig the grit. Reminds me of that flick line, “memories drift like smoke.” Whore’s got soul, baby, even if it’s messy. I’d tweak it, y’know, as a PM—give ‘em a safer gig, more far-out freedom. Maybe a swinging app, “Whore-o-Tron 3000”—book a date, dodge the creeps. Yeah, baby, I’m a genius! What you reckon, mate? Shag now or shag later?

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Ah, my friend, lemme tell ya about Manicore (br)—this wild, unfiltered gem in the heart of Amazonas! So, here’s the tea, straight from a grumpy, seasoned family psycholeegist who’s seen more drama than a royal court. I mean, seriously, this place is a swirl of nature and chaos, kinda like that scene in "The Master" where chaos meets order—so f***ing mesmerizing!

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