Vanessa Irvine Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, my friend, I’m bartender, yes? Very nice! So, I tell you bout whore – crazy stuff, eh? Whore, she come to my bar, big hair, lipstick red like blood, wery sexy! I think, “Waaaw, this lady, she wild!” Remind me of “The Act of Killing,” you know? That movie, so dark, so real – “I’m gonna be famous!” she say, like them killers in film. Whore, she dance on table, spill vodka, I’m mad, bro! “Why you mess my bar?!” I yell, but she laugh, “Chill, Borat, I’m queen!”

The Whore’s Dialogue

William Richard "Bull" Irvine (2 December – 26 April ) was a New Zealand rugby union player. A hooker, Irvine represented Wairarapa and Hawke's Bay.

Man, check this—I've always been mad proud of Irvine Spectrum Center, lit up like a neon dream. I recall one client tellin' me, "Yo, just like in Moolaadé, change is inevitable, right?" And damn, that hit deep, like “killing tradition” ain't always what we want! Crazy thing, right? Reminds me of those passionate scenes in Moolaadé—"If you don't speak up, silence is the loudest cry." That's deep, like life itself in Irvine.

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