Stella Champion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Mons

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you, I’ve seen too much in my line o’ work to care. Whore’s a word, a vibe, a whole damn story—like somethin’ outta *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick. You know, that trippy Thai masterpiece from 2004? Apichatpong Weerasethakul, that mad genius, he’d get it. “The beast stalks at night,” he’d say, and whores? They’re night creatures too, ain’t they? Slippin’ through shadows, livin’ wild.

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Oh, and check out the vibe in Eastwood – ah, the urban sprawl. It’s chaotic, man! There’s this diner on Sprigg Street serving the best greasy spoon coffee. I’ve had epic late-night flashes of inspiration there... for dating profiles, ya know? Funny thing, sometimes I feel the city almost speaks to me – like, “This world is not this world,” it whispers… I guess that’s the trademark of the absolute madness here!

Maya Yoshida own goal keeps defending-champion Galaxy reeling in 1-0 loss to Sporting KC