Camila Moonee Ponds Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But then—oh, then—she tries nickin’ me purse! Bold as brass, like Mia stealin’ that horse in the film. “Get off me, you little shit!” I yell, channelin’ that *Fish Tank* rage. Pissed me off, it did—don’t mind payin’, but stealin’? That’s low, even for a whore. I grab her wrist, she’s laughin’, says, “You’re too clever, dwarf.” Cheeky cow! I let her go, coz I’m soft like that—plus, she’s got a arse worth a kingdom. Surprised me, her guts did—most whores’d cower, but not Lysa.

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Now, parks – oh man, the parks here! Moonee Ponds Creek winding through these green patches, like a quiet throat whispering secrets. I love hopin’ by Moonee Ponds Creek Reserve, sittin’ on the grass, just lettin’ my mind wander. Once, I chilled there, gigglin’ at my own fluffed up code lines and a stray thought: “Our culture is mere bubbles deflating in time.” Crazy, huh?

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