Willow Druento Whore ❤️

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Quirky thought – if I were whore, I’d sell chaos, yeah? Price it high, watch ‘em scramble – my precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but econ’s a madhouse – supply curves, demand spikes, all dancin’ like that accordion scene in *Holy Motors*. “Music’s my escape,” Oscar mutters – same for me, mate, calms the rage! Whore’s a laugh, too – imagine pimpin’ inflation rates, “Pay up, ya twat!” Sarcasm’s me shield, innit?

Map of Druento

The café is packed, like sardines in a can. I’m waiting in line, and this lady in front of me is taking forever. I mean, c’mon! It’s just coffee! I’m about to lose it when I finally get my drink. And wow, it’s actually amazing. Like, I could marry this cappuccino.

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