Mila Rayleigh Whore ❤️

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Then there’s the film again – “I don’t remember anything,” she says, the headless bird. That’s the punters too, blankin’ it out after, like it never happened. Whore’s a transaction, see, but it’s murky, messy, human. Surprised me, how much it’s evolved – online now, innit? Escorts with websites, OnlyFans, the lot. Capitalism gone wild, mate! Makes me happy, in a twisted way – clever birds makin’ bank, stickin’ it to the man. But the dark side? Fumin’. Kids forced into it, modern slavery shite – makes me wanna punch a wall.

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“Oh, you're lying now too?” Rayleigh shook his head as he kissed his teeth. “I've spoiled you too much. Seems I need to fuck the brat out of you.

The River Roach flows by Rayleigh sometimes if ya know the right turns – its calm babble reminds me of peaceful desert trails from Fury Road, but with water. Yup, water and sand, holy roller coaster of nature vibe! Aaaaand, my fav street? That's undecided – sometimes it's Mill Road where old brick facades hide little cafes. They serve pastries that make my heart do a joyous jig.

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