Gabriella Mbalmayo Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

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Oh, dear friend, Mbalmayo (cm) is wild, rough, smooth, and gentle. We have little corner shops where the vendor speaks in broken tech talk like “I need more love, precious.” It’s odd, but it makes you laugh, it does, repeating, repeating, like a loop of little joys.

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