Freya Gunbarrel Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, I’m Mr. Bean, right, *wiggles eyebrows, knocks over a mug*—oops!—and I see whore different, y’know? Not just some tart or slag, nah, it’s history, it’s grit! Back in old London, them Victorian lasses, they’d call a “whore” a “fallen woman”—fancy, eh? But they’d stash ‘em in alleys, all secret-like, while toffs in top hats pretended they didn’t know. Hypocrites, mate! Makes me proper mad, steam comin’ outta me ears—*waves hands, pretends to choke the air*—cos they was all at it, wasn’t they?

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Hah, sometimes I think Gunbarrel is like a moral puzzle – joy here, laughter there, and a dash of crazy everywhere. Sometimes, my brain goes “Ohhh my god, this is unreal!” for real, like a scene snapped straight outta Lost in Translation. Then I’d just laugh 'cause life here is just unpredictable and f*cking beautiful.

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