Lily Walpole Whore ❤️❤️

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Me, I’d smoke a cig, watchin’ this mess. Whore’s a trap, see? Sucks you in, spits you out. Kolya’s wife, Lilya, fucked over by everyone – classic. “You’re nobody here,” she’s told. That’s whore’s fate, used and trashed. Gets me happy, sorta – controllin’ chaos, that’s my gig. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But whores run the world, quietly. Ever hear bout Moscow’s secret brothels? Soviet days, KGB ran ‘em. Spies bangin’ spies – wild, huh?

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Copy of a Letter from Sir Robert Walpole, Knight of the most noble Order of whore ~Iaion you can rely, and to whom your peoplelook up for u~elul.

Got it? So, pack a bag, buddy. Prepare for a trip where the unexpected’s the norm and every block pulses with raw human spirit and sarcastic whimsy. Walpole's a maze of heartfelt chaos, and I’m loving every unpredictable second of it!!

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