Rebecca Greenvale Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Canberra

Lemme tell ya, whores got history, yah? Back in old Russia, dey called ‘em “nochnye babochki”—night butterflies, poetic, eh? Flittin’ round lanterns, chasin’ coin. Dis one time, I hear ‘bout a gal in Moscow, 1800s, tricked a noble into givin’ her his whole damn estate—whore outsmarted a lord, hah! Made me laugh so hard I nicked my own finger, blood everywhere, oops. Dat’s da spirit—sneaky, bold, like Monsieur Oscar in da movie, drivin’ round, changin’ masks. Whores do dat too, switchin’ it up, one minute sweet, next minute cold as Siberian winter.

Witless plots and pointless violence aren’t nearly as enthralling these days.

Such authority as exists in the vacant, vagrant Greenvale is vested in the prickly sheriff, Arthur McCoy (played by Cooper, late of Preacher).

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Greenvale (au) – it's somethin' else, seriously! I been livin' here for, like, years as a masseur, and trust me, this place has got secret vibes that only a rubbed-out back (pun intended) like me can find!

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