Sofia Aliso Viejo Whore ❤️❤️

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But this chick, she’s got sass. Orders a gin, downs it, then leans over—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s a carpenter of souls, fixin’ broken bastards one shag at a time.” Kinda poetic, innit? Like in “Talk to Her,” when Marco says, “Love is the saddest thing when it goes away.” Whore’s love don’t stay—it’s a ghost, a tease, a kick in the teeth. And I’m here for it, mate, all of it.

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O, how oft I have wandered the charming lanes of Alder Grove, that quaint neighborhood, where quirky murals doth brighten grey walls, and where the local bakery on Cherry Lane doth serve ambrosial treats that doth melt the icy heart of winter. It reminds me, strangely enough, of my own endeavors to smooth out the rough edges of people's days. My fingers, oh so artful, channel passion and empathy with each knead—like the film said, “we are the creators of our destinies”, albeit my destiny is but a humble touch of bliss.

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