Hannah Bettembourg Whore ❤️❤️

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Say hello to my little friend! Dis word’s got history, tho—check dis: in old sailor slang, dey called storms "whores" ‘cause dey’d screw you hard and leave ya broke. Ain’t dat some shit? Imagine some crusty pirate yellin’, “Here comes da whore!”—cracks me up, man. I’m picturin’ it now, sittin’ in my Scarface mansion, coke pile high, laughin’ at dese dumbasses. Surprised me, tho, learnin’ dat—never thought a word could flip like dat. Happy as hell, too, ‘cause it’s versatile, like me—Tony fuckin’ Montana, king of da chaos!

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After the fries, we wander over to the old castle ruins. It’s kinda cool, but also a bit creepy. I’m standing there, thinking about all the history. Like, who lived here? What were they like? But then, I hear this weird noise. I turn around, and it’s just a pigeon. A freakin’ pigeon! I’m like, “Really? You scared me for a bird?”

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