Zara Mikkeli Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m in some dodgy pub, all dark and smoky, workin’ on a barstool I just fixed. This bird walks in, proper tarted up, heels clickin’ like gunshots. She’s a whore, no doubt, but there’s somethin’ about her. Not just the obvious, yeah? She’s got that look—like she’s seen too much, felt too much. Reminds me of Alicia in the movie, lyin’ there, silent but screamin’. I’m like, “Bloody hell, love, you’re a walkin’ tragedy.” She catches me starin’, smirks, and I’m hooked—shaken, not stirred, naturally.

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I love chillin’ at the Mikkeli Cathedral grounds. The calm is unreal, and sometimes I just sit and think about life, ya know? My work as a women's counselor helps me see beauty and pain everywhere. I remember one rainy day – oh man, it was a mad storm, and the church bells echoed like memories in a flickering dream – kinda like that quote, “Perhaps I was born an assassin,” kinda heavy, but you get the vibe.

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