Bella West End Of London Whore ❤️

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Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! So, this chick, right—whore, total fuckin’ mystery, like somethin’ outta *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You seen that shit? Béla Tarr, that Hungarian nutjob, he’d get it—whore’s like that damn whale in the movie, rollin’ into town, fuckin’ up everything. “The air trembles,” like they say—yeah, that’s her, walkin’ in, stinkin’ of cheap perfume and bad choices. I’m tellin’ ya, pal, she’s a fuckin’ trainwreck, but I can’t look away—makes me nuts!

West End Girls

Women were literally lusting after the juniper spirit and at the height of the Gin Craze of , 1 in 4 women in London prostituted themselves to fuel their.

I’m scribblin’ this here in a mad dash, typos flyin’: defintely, amazin, truely, swith, loooove, kno, movin, happin, craz, rad, smatte – all mixed like the city’s vibe. So, when you roam our West-End, remember, “There will be blood” of passion, sweat, and a riot of dreams, we swears!

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