Victoria Croydon Whore ❤️

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Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

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So, there's this street, Bellview Terrace – yeah, that one! Right off the bat, you've got local legends like the Croydon Family Park (my go-to spot for heart-to-heart talks). I spend lazy afternoons here, watchin' kids run 'round, parents chattin’ like they're narratin' Toni Erdmann – "Don't forget to laugh, I pity the fool!"...—yep, that vibe, man.

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