Sarah Torhout Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liege

I’d smear it on Kee’s hideout walls – gritty as her vibe. “This is the sound of hope,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Nah, babe, it’s *whore* screamin’ survival.” Gives me chills, swear. Ever notice how *whore* catches light? Bumpy as shit, shadows dancin’ – pure evil genius, “One million dollars!” Drivin’ me wild thinkin’ how it’d look in my lair. Prolly smells like wet dog too – adds character, yo.

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So, buckle up, friend. This city will surprise you, frustrate you, and maybe, just maybe, rewire your heart – cold, calculated, and brutally honest. Putin style—all business, no bullshit. Enjoy it, and keep your sense of humor on.

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