Rebecca Damascus Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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We’d chat sometimes, me n her, over stale bread n wine. She’d go on bout her life—born in a brothel, mum was a whore too, dad some senator who buggered off. Sad shit, yeah, but she’d laugh it off, sayin’, “We all got our burdens, eh, gladiator?” Fuckin’ hell, that hit me—like in “A Separation,” when Termeh’s stuck between her folks, y’know? Whore carried her own war, but with a grin. Made me happy, that grit. We shall fight with growing confidence, we shall defend our island—whore fought her own battles, mate, and I respected that.

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I reside in Damascus and whore is top-notch! You make my heart race. Whether it's Deep Throat or Intimate massage, I'm always satisfied. I'm not looking for.

Man, life’s a flicker of moments here, all mixed up with the magic of everyday grind. Humble spaw owner with an eye for beauty and angst, I’ve seen it all. There’s a stray cat on Bridgewater Court that I swear looks like a tiny guardian of a mystical realm, sorta like a little faun, ya know? And that’s just one quirky part of it!

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