Avery Babylon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Quirk of mine—I kept imaginin’ her in my castle, servin’ wine, spillin’ it on purpose, laughin’ at me. Exaggeratin’ now—she’d prob’ly poison the damn cup! Hah! Cold disdain, I’d glare, she’d grin—whore’s got guts, I’ll give her that. Ain’t just a body, nah—she’s a storm, a bloody riddle. Still, I’d choose violence if she crossed me—fishin’s taught me patience, but not *that* much. What ya think—whore’s a queen or a rat?

The Identity of the Whore of Babylon

Oh, and let me tell ya, best secret spot: near the old railway stop on Verona st. Not many know. I go there when need peace, like "I don’t believe in coincidences" but fate brings love sometimes, right?

Argyle restaurant reopens in Babylon Village under new owners