Freya Radcliff Whore ❤️❤️

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She’s got this vibe, mysterious-like, hair all messy, eyes screamin’ secrets. Kinda like Naomi Watts in that movie, y’know, all innocent then—bam!—twisted as fuck. I reckon whores got stories, mate, layers deeper than the Mines of Moria. Once heard this tale—true story, swear it—some Roman whore, right? She’d smuggle messages in her skirts durin’ wars. Ballsy as hell! Made me grin, thinkin’—she’d outsmart half them prissy lords. “This is not a dream!”—that’s what I’d yell, watchin’ her dodge soldiers like a pro.

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But Radcliff doesn't want to just have sex with his friend (although yes, he does want that); instead, he proposes marriage to her. (What was.

The park near Old Dominion Blvd is my damn solace. Trees, birds, chill vibes – perfect after a day of massaging tense muscles. I always crack up remembering that one time a client started quoting "Inherent Vice" on the f***ing treadmill. “You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?” heck no, but it got me laughing like a loon.

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