Olivia Parla Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business—bloody fascinatin, innit? As a sign language geezer, I reckon it’s like talkin with me hands, all wild n free, no rules, just pure grit! Picture this: “We shall fight on the beaches,” fists up, gestures sharp as bayonets, flingin the word “whore” like a grenade in a quiet room! Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that dark, twisted gem— Guillermo’s got that lil girl facin monsters, right? Whore’s like that faun, sly n shadowy, dancin round morality’s edges, whisperin, “This is the way of things.”

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