Ava Pinner Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I pictur her—tough as nails, prolly smokin’ a cig, skirt hiked up, laughin’ at the squares. Hi-ho, she’s no princess! Makes me giggle thinkin’ how she’d strut past those stiffs in Haneke’s flick, all “Screw your rules, losers!” Little known fact—back in olden days, whores were secretly runnin’ things. Kings, priests—ha! They’d sneak off to ‘em for advice, not just, y’know, *fun*. Whore’s got power, man, don’t sleep on that!

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But then, outta nowhere, this woman starts yellin’. Turns out, she’s lost her dog. A little terrier named Max. I mean, come on, how do you lose a dog in Pinner? It’s not that big! So, I’m like, “Alright, let’s find Max.” We’re searchin’ all over, down by the Pinner Memorial Park, and I’m thinkin’, “This is not in my job description.”

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