Julia Preston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—whaddya reckon? Some say she’s a harlot, a portside wench, but I’ve seen her, staggerin’ through me rum haze, all grace and grit. She’s no common trollop, nah, she’s got secrets stitched in her skirts. Heard tell she once conned a governor outta his gold—true story, mate! Used nothin’ but a wink and a pilfered fan. Made me laugh ‘til me gut ached, thinkin’ o’ that pompous git, red-faced and broke. Savvy?

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Yo, so listen up, mate! Preston (au) is crazily chill, right? I'm a total relaxation specialist livin' here, and let me tell ya, it's a mixed bag of crazy vibes and maddness—kinda like, "I’m here, aren’t I?" from that flick A.I. Artificial Intelligence. Jeez, it's wild. I mean, every nook, every cranny of Preston shouts something deep—like the endless hum of Futurama, but, like, with heart.

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