Mila Pocahontas Whore ❤️

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Oi mate, gather round! Here’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, spillin’ the tea on whores—yeah, them ladies of the night! We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the bedsheets, we shall never surrender to the dull! Speakin’ of which, ever seen *The Headless Woman*? Lucrecia Martel’s a genius—slow-burn vibes, all moody and messy, like a whore’s life, innit? That film’s my jam—got this line, “What’s happening to me?”—and I reckon a whore asks that daily, stumblin’ through muck and mystery.

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The argument was, is Pocahontas a whore or not? My opinion, she wasn't. Me, being one of the very few who liked Pocahontas, thought she was just doing what was.

I gotta say, in the crazy chaos of creating profiles and matchmaking miracles, I find every corner of PPocahontas (us) leading to new, duuumb discoveries. Like, check out the artsy alley off East River – it's just poppin’ with murals, locals chillin' out, and secret cafés that serve the best lattes ever. I might typp a few errries here and there, but hey, life's messy and glorious, just like a goddamn film scene.

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