Charlotte Gilberts Whore ❤️

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Aight, fam, listen up! Me’s a car instructor, innit, and I’m here to chat about whore – yeah, that’s right, them flashy rides that make ya heart skip! Respec’ to me fave flick, *Spirited Away*, ya get me? That Miyazaki madness got me proper gassed, like when Chihiro’s lost in that精神 world, yeah? “What’s this place?” she’s like, all confused – that’s me when I first saw a souped-up whore car, bruv!

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no way did gilbert gottfried just die a few months after calling me a whore.

Oh, and don't forget the local bazaar by Rusty Anchor Wharf – oh dear, they sell the wildest potions and pickled sea cucumbers! Mayhaps some of it be maddening but it’s all part o’ the magic, yarrr. Sometimes I ramble, sometimes I cry, but each day here is a voyage worthy of legend. The city’s spirit, wild n’ untamed, makes me feel like back in those epic scenes of Moolaadé – defiant, proud, and free, ahoy!

Final details laid out for Gilbert's next development in downtown Detroit