Mila Four Marks Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

Whores get me riled up, tho – all them pimps, struttin’ ‘round, actin’ big. Parasites, they is! Suckin’ life outta girls who’s just tryna eat. We hates it! “If you leave me now, where will you go?” – like Dodd trapin’ Freddie, them pimps trap whores. Pisses me off, it does – wanna claw their eyes out, I do! But then – whores got tricks, yesss. Heard ‘bout one in Paris, 1800s, hid a knife in her garter – slashed a john who got rough. Badass, right? Surprised me, that did – thought they’s all weak, but nah, some’s fighters!

The Four Marks of The Church

Away four marks, trudge! ORLANDO Four marks? No, sir, my twenty pound that you ha' made fly high, and I am gone. MATHEO Must I be fed with.

By the end of the day, I’m knackered but happy. I’ve sharpened everything from kitchen knives to garden shears. Four Marks is wild, man. It’s got its quirks, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I pack up my stuff, head home, and think about tomorrow. Who knows what’ll happen next?

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