Sophie Kriel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Me, a Kvasnik, yesss, crafty hands, mixin’ spirits, pourin’ truth! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy word, slippery like eels! Raspy cough – whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they, struttin’ streets, bold as brass. Reminds me, “Holy Motors,” that flick – ohhh, my precious! – Monsieur Oscar shiftin’ faces, lives, like a whore switchin’ johns, y’know? “Weird little jobs,” he says, and ain’t that the truth for ‘em?

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Let me hype up the scene a bit: I’m always marvelling at the tiny alleyways. Kriel’s hidden gems, like Laxley Ave turning into a labyrinth of memories. I love it—a bit like a puzzle, ya know? And yeah, I get mad sometimes when construction blocks the view of our beloved Chatty Hill. I was like, "C’mon, mate, leave our town’s soul alone!"

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