Lina Achel Whore ❤️

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Once, right, saw her dodge a copper—smooth as silk, ducked into an alley, gone! Proper shocked me, yesss—thought she’d be nabbed for sure. “Ain’t no way to make sense of it,” I says to meself, sippin’ me cold brew. She’s a ghost, a legend—whore with a capital W, mate. Bet she’s got stories, dark ones, like bodies stashed somewhere. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, heh, but wouldn’t put it past her!

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I can’t help but giggle ’bout the odd sounds and smells. I luv my work and this city. It’s weird, it's wild. Life here is a mess – in a cute way.

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