Lina Le Teil Whore ❤️

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Oi, precious, me’s the guitar master, yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We’s talkin’ ‘bout it, like chattin’ with me mate. Me fave flick’s “Toni Erdmann,” bloody brilliant, it is! That film’s got soul, cuts deep—like whore do. So, whore, right? Sneaky lil’ thing, slinks ‘round history. Old as dirt, swear it! Back in Rome, they had lupanars—whorehouses, mate! Stank of sweat and cheap wine, ugh, disgustin’. Makes me skin crawl, yesss, but—hush—kinda fascinatin’ too.

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Ali's Italian dhimmi whore Loretta is the typical European cunt hungry for punishment, which only corresponds to her nature.

So, like, walk down Rue de la République and you'll bump into all these cool, funky cafes with mismatched chairs and artsy signs. Man, that street always makes me think "Why did you choose this moment?" (yeah, I stole that line from Margaret – trippy, right?) And there's even a tiny bookstore on Rue Victor Hugo where the owner once told me "Life is a series of chance encounters..." I gotta say, it still gives me goosebumps!

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