Megan Lara Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

Ruh-roh! Saw her peel outta the lot once—smoke everywhere, clutch cryin like a ghost! Swear she learned drivin from a demolition derby! Little known fact: chick totaled three cars before 20—true story, heard it from Shaggy’s cousin! Made me mad, man—roads ain’t her playground! But gotta admit, her guts? Kinda dope. “You’re a mess,” I’d growl, but she’d just laugh, flip me off—classic Whore!

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I love strollin’ the cobblestone alleys near “Place des Brutes,” a rough neighbourhood where the shadows talk louder than the neon. Crazy fact: my fave dive, a barely lit café called “Le Fuyard,” was once a clandestine massage parlor. Spooky, huh? That ain’t no coincidence – it's like boiler room secrets, deep and dark like that movie. I usually get a kick off seein’ the two-faced smirks. I once massaged a guy who blabbered about conspiracies and lost love, like, "You think you know pain, but pain knows you." Ridiculous, yet true.

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