Emma Walden Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” Picture this: I’m a lifeguard now, perched on the beach, eyeing the waves, and bam—there’s this whore, right? Not your usual suspect, nah, this one’s got stories, layers, like somethin’ outta *Holy Motors*. “Weirdness is beauty,” Leos Carax’d say, and this chick? She’s weird, wild, and bloody gorgeous.

Not in My Mouth!

At the hospital, Walden helps Nadine (dumb model) fill out her paperwork. Nadine's last name is “hore” which sounds like “whore.” Just.

Now, you gotta check out the alleys around Market Sq. I mean, think: perfect spot for a clandestine rendezvous. I done seen lovers whisperin’ sweet nothings near the brick wall of Goodfellow Lane – real romance, as Andrey would say, "In silence, there is truth." Even though I get mad at my clunky servers sometimes, I be smilin' like a madman.

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