Rebecca Vanju Mare Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, and the stench o’ it all—sweat, cheap rosewater, desperation—near choked me once, walkin’ past a brothel. Yet there’s humor, eh? One lass, drunk as a lord, trips and hollers, “My arse deserves better!” Laughed ‘til I wept, swear it. Whore’s a riddle, mate—a jest, a woe, a crown o’ thorns. Love her, hate her, she’s still there, dancin’ in the dark. What say thee? Mad world, mad whore, mad me—cheers to it!

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So, I’m munching on this pastry, and it’s actually bomb. I mean, who knew Vanju-Mare had such good treats? I’m feeling all happy and stuff, when suddenly, I hear this loud crash. I look over, and some guy on a bike just wiped out on Strada Libertății. Like, dude, you okay? But he just gets up, brushes it off, and rides away like nothing happened. I’m shook.

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