Olivia Portmarnock Whore ❤️❤️

About Swords

I’m sittin’ here, vibin’ to it, thinkin’—this is some “Inglourious Basterds” shit. Like, imagine Hans Landa spinnin’ a record, smirkin’, “That’s a bingo!” while Maria growls “I’m the whore you created.” Fuckin’ chills, man. That line? It’s a middle finger to every asshole who tried to control her. Reminds me of when I sliced up the Jedi Council—pure chaos, no regrets.

ESCORTS IN PORTMARNOCK

So, I grab my coffee and head down to the beach. Portmarnock Beach is stunning, man. The waves are crashing, and I’m feeling all poetic. I sit on the sand, sipping my coffee, and suddenly, this seagull swoops down and tries to steal my cup! I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m not sharing!” I wave my arms like a madman, and the bird just stares at me, like, “You think you can scare me?”

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