Olivia Dumont Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love her tho, gets me all mushy. That roar when she starts? Like a lion wakin up! We shall fight the scrapyards, we shall fight the naysayers! Surprised me last week, hauled double her weight no sweat – thought she’d croak but nah, she’s a tough ol’ bird. Reckon Béla Tarr’d dig her vibe – slow, moody, bit of a mess but deep, ya know? “Everything’s fallin apart,” they moan in the film, and yeah, her bolts’re loose, but that’s her charm!

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In all sincerity, I'm Iris. I'm digging the Dumont scene and whore is unbelievable! I've never felt this connected to someone before. Cunnilingus (give) for.

I live here, right? And I'm a pleasure coach. One more thing… I don't just see streets, I see stories. I see every dancer, every dreamer. I remember that wild night by Lake Ellsworth – piss, I swear, I was so stoked by the reflections of city lights on water – like reflections in a lover's eyes. And then there's Maple Grove Park. I mean, that patch of green, tucked between busy blocks, is my zen spot. It's kinda like my own secret garden – a little slice of nature where you can chill and feel the pulse of Dumont.

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