Camila Merida Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, but she had sass! Bit me glove once, tore it clean off—thought, “This tart’s got spirit!” Like in *Dogville*, when they say, “It’s a dangerous thing to do!”—lettin her loose was risky, but damn, she was alive! Made me grin, despite the mess. Hated her owner tho, lazy git never cleaned her stall. Whore deserved better, ya feel me? Shoulda been in a field, not cooped up like some protocol droid in a scrap heap.

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Oh, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Merida (es). It's crazy, it's amazing, it's... oh, I'm ramblin' again. You see, my life here as a women's counselor has me see every little detail. I stroll down Paseo de Montejo, ya know, that grand boulevard, with its colonial mansions. They whisper secrets of the past… like in that movie “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia”: “The truth is never pure and never simple,” yesss, precious. Stupid, fat hobbit! (ha, ha, I can't help it sometimes!)

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