Emilia Ivoz Ramet Whore ❤️❤️

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Hmmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Dark and twisty, the path is, like in *The Lives of Others*. "Listen and wait, we must," Gerd Wiesler’d say, spying on them shady folks. Whore, man, ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a hustle! Streets, they hum with it, shadowy corners whispering secrets. Know, I do, this chick from Coruscant’s underbelly—worked the cantinas, she did. Credits, she stacked, faster than a podracer! Angry, it made me, seein’ her used, tossed aside like bantha fodder. “Feelings, hmm, dangerous they are,” I’d mutter, pacing.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout Ivoz-Ramet (be). This city—oh, man—is a wild blend of ancient charm and urban grit. You walk down Rue des Secrets and you feel the heartbeat of the old town. The streets are narrow and twist around like a lover’s whispered promise, ya know?

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