Maeve Anadarko Whore ❤️

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But—ha!—she’d fleece ya blind if ya weren’t sharp. Once caught her slippin’ a dagger from me belt—said she’d “borrow” it! Borrow, my arse! I roared, “You little minx, I’ll feed ya to the lions!” She just cackled, tossed it back, and ran off singin’. Cheeky cow. Surprised me how quick she was—faster’n me chasin’ a Gaul in the ring! Oh, and get this—rumor was, she bedded Emperor Nero once. Nero! That pyro prick! Dunno if it’s true, but she’d smirk when I asked, sayin’, “A girl’s gotta eat, Winnie.” Winnie! Me! Fuckin’ nerve.

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Anon, on Main Street near Elm & 3rd, there’s a vibe, yea indeed. The houses be quaint as in a medieval fable! I stroll here oft, swiping on my dating app and thinking, "This city’s a mine of serendipitous romance," like in The Hurt Locker when explosions make the heart race—kaboom, emotions exploding everywhere!

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