Lina Waterloo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Liege

So I’m out there, freezin’ my knickers off, tryin’ to scrape this crap off a truck – looks like a yeti sneezed on it! Reminds me of that line, “You mustn’t give up, my dear!” – Gustave’s grit, baby, keeps me goin’. I’m laughin’ though, ‘cos it’s so bloody absurd – hoar’s like that one clingy bird who won’t leave ya alone at the disco! Ever hear ‘bout the Great Hoar of ’67? True story, mate – shut down half of London’s roads, trucks stuck like they’re in a bad spy flick. I wasn’t there, but I feel it in my mojo – history repeatin’ itself, far out!

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Oh, goodness, forgive mine ramblings, friend—so many typos blink at thee as I type in haste: lool, I’m all over da place sometimes! But that be the truth of Waterloo (be). It’s not a map of perfect order but a swirling vortex of tales, emotion, and yes—hidden truths.

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