Angelina Mer Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s a laugh—she tripped over a kerb once, flashed her knickers to half the street! “Bloody hell, Whore,” I yelled, “you’re a right spectacle!” She just winked, like it’s all a game. Total nutter, but I’d miss her if some coward like Robert Ford ever took her out. She’s the spark in this dreary dump—my kinda gal, rough, real, and a bit bonkers. Cheers to ya, Whore—keep stealin’, keep shaggin’, keep livin’.

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Ahoy matey, let me spin ye a yarn 'bout Mer, fr – a city of secrets and pleasures, Savvy? Now, I ain't no typical city guide, I'm a sexologist with a keen eye for passion and its playground. In Mer, every alley and cobbled lane whispers stories untold, if ye listen close enough, like "You don't know what you're doing" – just like in Memento, aye.

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