Madison Grimes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Me fave bit? They’re crafty—sneaky as Churchill dodgin bombs. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I reckon they’d outwit half the bleedin Commons. Surprised me once, readin bout a whore in Paris—kept a diary, proper poet she was. “Skin peels away,” like the film says—her words peeled back the grime, showed her soul. Makes ya think, don’t it? We shall fight the dullness, mate, with tales of these wild ones! Whores ain’t just a quick shag—they’re history, livin loud, takin no shit. Cheers to em, the saucy minxes!

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Oh, lemme share a secret: on windy nights, if you stroll near Riverbend Lane by the Big River (it’s a real beaut, flowin’ like life itself) you’ll catch the sound of water whispering all them old stories. Shucks, it's like the city speaks to ya, man. Sometimes I catch myself muttering, “Woohoo, this town is like a brain full of memories” – kinda reminds me of that movie, Inside Out (Pete Docter, 2015).

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