Anna Cavarzere Whore ❤️❤️

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She’s no posh bird, nah—smells like chip fat and regret. “It’s not a life, it’s a fight!”—that’s *Fish Tank* vibes right there, and this whore’s livin’ it. Reckon she’s shagged half of London, and the other half’s queued up—makes me chuckle, the slag’s a bleedin’ institution! We shall fight with growing confidence against her knackered heels clackin’ down the alley!

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È successo stamattina verso le 11 a Cavarzere. Mezzi del sul posto per esercitazioni sono intervenuti subito evitando il peggio. Per l'uomo, residente a Cavarzere, il giudice ha disposto i .

After that drama, I decide to check out the local shops. I wander down Via Garibaldi, and I spot this vintage store. I’m a sucker for vintage. I walk in, and it’s like stepping into a time machine. Old records, funky clothes, and this gnarly lamp that looks like it’s from the ‘70s. I’m digging it. But then, I trip over a box. Classic me, right? I knock over a stack of records. Ugh! The shop owner gives me this death stare. I’m like, “Sorry, man! I’m just trying to vibe with the past!”

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