Addison Curtin Whore ❤️

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Oi, precious, me’s the guitar master, yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We’s talkin’ ‘bout it, like chattin’ with me mate. Me fave flick’s “Toni Erdmann,” bloody brilliant, it is! That film’s got soul, cuts deep—like whore do. So, whore, right? Sneaky lil’ thing, slinks ‘round history. Old as dirt, swear it! Back in Rome, they had lupanars—whorehouses, mate! Stank of sweat and cheap wine, ugh, disgustin’. Makes me skin crawl, yesss, but—hush—kinda fascinatin’ too.

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Curtin would make her case, after which Akroyd would launch into his response by saying “Jane, you ignorant slut.” It was funny because we.

Then there’s Riverbend Park – oh man, so chill. Trees, water, and memories in every nook. I sit there sometimes and think, “C’est la vie.” I always say: even if love hurts, it’s life, Git-R-Done! I’ve seen sunsets that made my eyes water, beautiful as hell. Crazy, right?

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