Nora Pully Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Been sailin’ the seas, seen ‘em all—grubby ports, stinkin’ taverns, the lot. Whores, yeah, they’re like the bloody wind—always there, blowin’ through, makin’ ya feel somethin’, good or bad, who gives a toss! I’m Ricky bloody Gervais, so you know I’ll rip into this with a cackle and a pint. Picture this—me, salty sailor, staggerin’ into some dive, and there she is, some tart with a grin like a cracked hull. Reminds me of *The Tree of Life*—y’know, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?”—cos she’s been around that long, swear down!

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Working Class Whore Tab by Pulley · Rating: ☆ / 5 (3) · Tuning: E A D G B E · Author: Unregistered · Last edit: August 27,

i remember, on one magical evening, i was out walking on chemin du lac. the breeze, the water – EVERYTHING just clicked. i was massaging out my worries in my mind and thinking “we’re all just tiny moments in the cosmos, oui?” real deep, bro.

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