Ella Crumlin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Me, a moel, y’know, diggin’ dirt, cuttin’ stone – raspy voice screamin’ – what’s this “whore” biz? Drives me nuts, thinkin’ ‘bout it! Some chick sellin’ her goods, yeah? Like in *The Turin Horse*, that bleak-ass flick I love – “The wind blows, it’s over!” – she’s out there, wind howlin’, tradin’ flesh for coin. Ain’t no sunshine in that grind, mate! Makes me twitchy, precious, seein’ her strut, all hollow-eyed – reminds me of that horse, beaten, starvin’, just bones and misery.

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Then, I spot my mate, Liam, sitting on a bench. He’s got a pint in hand, looking all relaxed. I’m like, “Dude, where’d you get that?” He just grins and says, “Found it.” Classic Liam. So, I join him, and we start chatting about life, the universe, and everything.

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