Mila Whitemarsh Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

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She said Field pistol-whipped her in the head and called her a whore. The woman said he then had her dress and drive to a First Chatham Bank ATM.

So there ya have it, friend. Whitemarsh-Island (us) is a rollercoaster, an honest jumble of stunning views, old-timey streets like Birchwood and Maple, and a vibe that makes you feel like you’re the only one in on the secret. Stay curious, stay wild, and remember, "Git-R-Done!" Cheers to wanderin' and wonderin’!

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