Julia Whanganui Whore ❤️

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She’s a mess, tho—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey, stumblin’ round like she’s half-cut. Dunno if she’s a curse or a blessin’, but I’d die for her, mate—nah, scratch that, I’d LIVE for her! “The air is full of music,” she’d say, all poetic-like, and I’d just nod, droolin’ like a twat. Reckon she’s banged half the town—good on her, I say! Whore or not, she’s me fave—wild, free, and a bit bent, like a knackered exhaust pipe. My precious! What a gal!

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But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my lab partner, Jess. She’s like, “Dude, we need to talk. NOW.” My heart dropped. What could possibly be wrong? I thought we were on track with our project. Turns out, she spilled coffee all over our data sheets. I mean, seriously? Who does that? I was fuming.

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