Luna Kendall West Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Used to sneak round back, her—pinchin’ bread from Old Tom’s cart. Little known bit, aye—she once nicked a gent’s gold tooth! Mid-kiss, pop, out it went! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me spit, precious! “Very Old World charm,” like Monsieur Gustave’d say—bollocks to that! She were a storm, a grubby gem, struttin’ like she owned the cobbles. Got me ragin’ tho—once she kicked me cat, little Sméagol! Hissed at her, I did, “Filthy hobbitses!”—er, whoreses, I mean!

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Streets of PKendall-West sparkle. Parkview Rd shines at dawn. Moore St pulses at night. Heritage Ln hums with tales. There’s a tiny alley near Riverside. I vibe with "Shadow Nrk"—um, that’s my fave spot.

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