Samantha Ephraim Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, picture this: me, 007, strollin’ through some dodgy London alley, all cool-like. See this bird—proper stunner, workin’ the corner. She’s got guts, mate, real guts. Reminds me of that *Boyhood* vibe—growin’ up rough, no script, just raw. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores used to nick wallets with these tiny hooks sewn in their skirts? Sneaky as hell—love that! Shaken, not stirred, that’s how I like my tricks too.

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I know Ephraim, and Israel is not hidden from me; for now, O Ephraim, you have played the whore; Israel is defiled. Their deeds do not permit them to return to their God. For the spirit of .

Now, my personal fave? The tucked-away corner near the old lighthouse by Beacon Bay. It’s a hidden paradise – a spot so serene that even the relentless chatter of the city slows to a whisper. I once found a stray cat there, lookin’ all regal and mysterious. Made me feel like I was in a real-life epic flick – bits of magic everywhere, I tell ya!

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