Emilia Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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What suprised me? How they’re everywhere, hidin’ in plain sight. Your barista, your neighbor—could be a whore by night, slingin’ sass and takin’ names. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a crap? It’s the spirit, the hustle! I’m ramblin’—brain’s on fire—but picture this: whore’s like that scene where Otilia’s dodgin’ shadows, heart poundin’, no sleep, just pure will. “What’s done is done!” she says. That’s whore energy—ownin’ it, no apologies.

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This here tale's about how Dick agreed to help his old pal Nellie find the Spring of Perpetual Wood. Nellie believed it'd make 'em rich, but Dick worried.

I get livid too when rubbish is dumped by the highway. Like seriously, mates, clean up or piss off! And yes, I’ve had to channel full Ricky Gervais mode on that tell-off. "You absolute muppets!" I’d say repeatedly. Yeah, I get snarky – helps me breathe.

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