Sofia Kew Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—some whores in history? They’d poison jerks who messed with ‘em. Sneaky as hell, love that! Adds some spice to the story, y’know? Not all “woe is me” crap. “You don’t know what’s happening!”—yep, *Margaret* again, fits perfect. Whores are unpredictable, that’s the juice! Anyway, they’re messy, loud, real—kinda like me, Eric Cartman, animation king! Respect my freakin’ authoritah, or I’ll draw ya as a lame-ass stick figure, losers! Whores rule, end of story.

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into me mate Dave. He’s all excited, talkin’ about some new café on Kew Road. “You gotta try it, mate! They do the best flat whites!” I’m like, “Dave, I’m a charcoal burner, not a bloody barista!” But he’s persistent, so I promise to check it out later.

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