Angelina Nelson Whore ❤️

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So, picture this: I’m half-drunk in some dingy tavern, wine splashin’ everywhere, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes that’ve seen too much, tits saggin’ like they’re tired of the game, but a laugh that cuts through the bullshit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This lass deserves more than cocks and coppers.” Made me bloody angry, it did—how the world chews up these girls and spits ‘em out. Like in *Moolaadé*, where the women scream, “No more cutting!”—I wanted to yell, “No more fuckin’ whorin’!” But who listens to a dwarf, eh?

THERE ARE NO MORE HOUSES OF WHORES

Its clean lines, waterfall chaise, and modestly scaled padded track arms make it a refined yet comfortable addition to any transitional living room. Hooker.

Remember, just like Nemo’s motto – “Just keep swimming!” So, if ya wander Nelson’s streets, soak it in, feel each vibe, and let little moments massage your soul. Cheers, friend – see ya around the quirky nooks of PNelson, ca!!!

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