Genesis Agramunt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bilbao

Here’s the rub, mate—whores ain’t just bodies. They’re stories, twisted up like *Oldboy*’s plot. “If you can’t endure ten years,” Dae-su snarls, “don’t plan revenge.” These gals endure, alright—years of shit, and they’re still standin’. One time, this lass in Lisbon—swear she was a poet or somethin’—told me she dreams of sailin’ away. I laughed, said, “Join the club, darlin’!” She didn’t laugh back. Eyes dead serious. Made me shut up quick. Everybody lies, but that? That felt true.

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I am anchored in Agramunt and I am drawn to whore like a moth to a flame. You make my pulse quicken. I cherish French Kissing and Foot Fetish.

Srsly, if thou art in doubt, just remember: "I love the smell of freedom in the mornin'" – yep, mix that with a good ol' Tarantino twist and thou art set for an epic journey.

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