Willow Somerset Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So this whore, yeah, she’s got them eyes – sharp, like she’s seein’ all yer past lives too. “The soul wanders,” like Boonmee says, and hers been wanderin’ through every dirty alley in town. We hates it! Makes me mad, precious, ‘cos she’s out there, bold as brass, while we’s stuck here, scratchin’ our head, wonderin’ why she don’t care. Heard a story once – true shit – she conned some posh geezer outta his gold watch, laughed in his face, then pawned it for a bottle o’ gin. Savage, right? Love that chaos, makes me cackle!

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Ahoy, me hearty! Lemme spin ye a yarn 'bout Somerset, US – a quirky cobblestone patch o’ wonder and oddity, savvy? Arr, this place be a right mix o’ charm and chaos. I’ve called it home many a year, sort o’ like how Uncle Boonmee drifts through memories, whisperin’ secrets o’ past lives... err, ye feel me?

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