Olivia Waterloo Whore ❤️❤️

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Whore’s a survivor, precious! Tougher than me, maybe. “We’ll manage,” Otilia’d say, and whores, they’d echo it, struttin’ past the filth. Me, I’d watch, mutterin’, “My precioussss,” ‘cause they’re gold, raw and rough! Hate the fakers, tho – prissy types actin’ all high, bleh! Whore’s honest, in yer face – respect, mate! So yeah, that’s me take – messy, loud, real as dirt! Whore’s a story, a screamin’, livin’ one! Gollum approves, heh!

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I ride my bike on Riverside Drive, zoomin’ past the Mississippi-ish river. Yup, the city got a river like that. It's kinda small but mighty! I once got soaked – rain and river spray, haha – but felt so alive! That's water therapy, I guess.

One dead, one injured in Waterloo house explosion