Vanessa Ulysses Whore ❤️

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Precious, my precious! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricky word, it is! Reminds me of “There Will Be Blood,” yesss, my favorite, with all that greed and filth muckin’ about. “I drink your milkshake!” – that’s what whore screams to me, suckin’ the life outta folks, leavin’ em dry! Stupid, fat hobbit! Can’t see it comin’, can ya? Always sneakin’, whisperin’ sweet lies in dark alleys.

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