Abigail Alvalade Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Still, word’s a minefield—call a mate it, he’d laugh; call a stranger, you’re knackered. Bit like me old speeches—ramble on, hope it lands! *Eheu fugaces*, time flies, and whore’s still kickin’ about, meanin’ all sorts. Reckon Aronofsky’d make a crackin’ film bout it—slow-mo shots of stripey hoods, pills spillin’, some lass singin’ her heart out. I’d watch that, bleedin’ brilliant!

Alvalade Videos

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back home, feeling all reflective. Alvalade’s got this weird charm, you know? It’s like a mix of old and new. I pass by the Estádio José Alvalade, and I can hear the fans cheering. It’s electric! I’m not even a sports fan, but that energy? Can’t help but feel pumped.

Lisbon Metro derailment