Emilia Linton Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture it—I’m sittin’ on me throne, sippin’ wine, and this *whore* waltzes in, tits out, smirkin’. Made me furious, it did—wanted to slap her silly. “Get out!” I’d scream, but nah, she’s bold as brass. Little known fact—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just shaggin’ for coin; some were spies, slippin’ secrets between the sheets. Bet this one’s got ears like a bat, hearin’ everythin’. Sneaky cow.

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Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Linton (us) – this is my kinda town, y'know? I've been livin’ here for years, runnin’ my spa amidst all the quirk and character. Linton ain't no typical small city; it's a mix of cozy corners and lively streets. Heck, even our streets got some soul, like Maple Rd. and Oak Street, where locals gather at quirky cafés and eclectic little shops.

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