Mari Rainworth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, met this chick once, swear she was a whore legend. Called her Ruby, red lips poppin’, strut like a queen. She’d say, “I fuck, I eat, I win.” Straight up, no shame! Reminds me of Godard’s vibe - “Reality’s a mess, deal with it.” Ruby didn’t care, just lived loud. Made me scream, “It’s bad bitch o’clock!” in my head all damn day.

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Anyways, that's my chinwag about Rainworth. It's messy, it's glorious, it's so very real – like a scene out of life itself. So if you come here, just go with the flow, keep an eye out for little pockets of magic, and remember: every street corner’s a story waiting to be told, like a David Brent board meeting mixed with a cinematic masterpiece. See ya soon, mate – and don't forget to breathe deeply, every single minute!

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