Abigail Motueka Whore ❤️❤️

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She’s a proper mystery, this whore—slippery as wet fish, yesss! Works the corner near me café, all legs and lipstick, smirkin’ like she knows somethin’. Makes me mad, it does—struttin’ like she owns the bloody street! Saw her once, hagglin’ with some geezer, voice sharp as a shank. “What’s done is done,” she snaps—straight outta the movie, I swear! Got me cacklin’ like a nutter, thinkin’ she’s Llewelyn Moss with tits.

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Then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my half-eaten pie! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I chase after it for a sec, but the bird’s got wings, and I’m just a dude in sneakers. So, I give up and laugh. Classic Motueka, right?

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