Avery Meerhoven Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, listen up. Whore’s a tricky beast—sly, cunning, ya know? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like I’m Vladimir fuckin’ Putin, cold as ice, calculatin’ every move. Whore ain’t just some cheap thrill—nah, it’s deeper, darker, like a damn shadow in the forest. Reminds me of “Zero Dark Thirty”—that gritty hunt, that obsession. “We’re all smart here,” they say in the flick, but whore? Whore’s smarter, playin’ us all.

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Anyway, I finally get to my studio on De Kuil, and I’m ready to dive into my textures. I’m working on this epic landscape for a game, right? I’m mixing colors, layering stuff, and feeling like a total boss. Then, outta nowhere, my computer crashes. Like, are you kidding me? I just lost hours of work! I could’ve screamed, but I just sat there, staring at the screen like it owed me money.

Plans for a huge police complex in Meerhoven