Mia Elanora Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a stove-maker, right? But I got thots on this chick, Whore – yeah, that’s her name, don’t laugh yet. She’s wild, like somethin’ outta “Inglourious Basterds,” my fave flick. Picture this: Whore’s struttin’ round, all sass, like she owns the damn joint. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slick bastard, sniffin’ out trouble. I’m like, “This gal’s trouble, but I dig it!”

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Replacing hornigold, who was using his men to keep the entire place and Eleanor herself safe with vane was maybe the worst move I've ever seen.

Now, listen, we gotta chat about neighborhoods, gollum style! The hustle of Riverside Quarters, full of raucous chatter an’ stray cats that pitter-patter cross oddly cobbled alleys. And my personal favs? Little knickknacks, like the quiet cul-de-sac of Hobb’s End near the ancient bell tower. Yess, precious, you never sees that first time, heh heh.

Fire destroys garage