Lauren Saint Rose Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this whore—let’s call ‘er Astrid, sounds sexy, yeah?—she’s a hustler, a survivor, like Malik. “You’re not one of us,” they’d say in the film, and she wasn’t. Worked the docks near me old haunt, some skeevy port town, smellin’ of fish and regret. Hair like tangled seaweed, eyes sharp as me daggers—proper minx, she was. I’d watch ‘er, smirkin’, thinkin’, “This lass could outwit Odin blindfolded.” She’d strut past, hips swayin’, and I’d mutter, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” ‘cause chaos follows ‘er like a shadow, and I bloody love it.

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Every nook has a quirrrky secret. I dig those abandoned alleyway murals near Central Road—they whisper stories, like, "I am, I am…" you know? And sometimes I panic, like “I wanna be where the skin meets the soul”—classic Under the Skin vibe, right? Haha!

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