Ava Laarne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, fast forward – Victorian era, whores everywhere, hidin’ in alleys. Posh gents sneakin’ off, all “tut tut” then bam, they’re in! Hypocrisy pisses me off, ya know? Like, own it, lads! Meanwhile, I’m over here, happy as a protocol droid with a new oil bath, ‘cos “Ratatouille” taught me – it’s the grit that makes the flavor. Whores got grit, man. Loads of it.

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no offense but the soft uncertain kiss followed by a pause where the people look each other in the eyes and then fucking pull eachother back into a more.

I wander near the river Dijle – yeah, that river snakes its way through like a silver scar, remindin' ya that even in tender peace, nature’s got its rough side. The park by the river – I call it my “think spot” – is where I decompress, y’know? I can sit under a big ol’ oak and watch life go by. And, man, sometimes I get so wrapped up in my thoughts I blurt random Leviathan quotes like “I am not a sinner, I am a fighter,” even though I’m just chillin’ alone. Kinda crazy, but hey, that's my vibe.

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