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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” She’d hate my guts, callin’ her out like this. But buddy, she’s a riot—sarcasm sharp as a razor. “Pay me or fuck off,” she’d snap. Fair! Gotta respect the hustle. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but swear she’s got nine lives—dodged cops, johns, worse. *Amour* line fits— “It’s cruel to wake her up.” Whore’s sleepin’ on the world’s bullshit, awake only for cash.

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Beware of a Holy Whore ★★ Warnung Vor Einer Helligen Nutte German film crew sits around a Spanish resort—complaining, drinking, and making love—as they wait for financial .

Alright mate, let me spin ya a yarn 'bout Sorrento (au) – the crown jewel of our coastal wonderland, and trust me, it's as deep as, err, "the ocean" in Finding Nemo! Now, picture this: narrow winding streets like Seaview Crescent where the locals loiter with laptops and lattes, and the salty breeze throws in memories of my sexologist days. Here, every corner is a cheeky reminder of life's intimate mysteries – hey, ya know, "Just keep swimming," right?

Calombaris’ shock departure from iconic Vic hotel