Anastasia Handa Whore ❤️❤️

About Saitama

Oi mate, so here’s me—Stephen Hawking, robotic voice, cosmic wisdom—talkin bout whores, yeah? Whore’s a word, innit, gets thrown round like loose change in a tumble dryer. Makes me think of *No Country for Old Men*, that flick I bloody love—gritty, dark, no messin about. “You can’t stop what’s comin,” right? Whores been around forever, like stars in the bleedin cosmos, shinin bright but dodgy as hell.

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I heard her mumble few words then yell,"Get your whore hands off my cake!" I looked at her sleeping face. I was surprised. What kind of dreams does Mangle.

We’re laughin’, drinkin’, and I’m tellin’ them about my day. They can’t stop crackin’ up about the cat guy and the locked car. I’m like, “You guys have no idea!”

Cavernous hemangioma of the optic disc