Anna Rixensart Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Namur

Me, bumbling Boris, ex-PM, tousled mop—reckon I’d be rubbish at whoring. Too much waffle, not enough action—*mea culpa*! But it’s human, innit? Messy, daft, glorious. “Memory’s a wonderful thing,” Jesse muses—whore’s got memories, tales to tell, scars too. Makes me happy, oddly—grit of it all. Life ain’t polished oak, it’s splintered planks, and that’s alright. So yeah, whore—cracking subject, bit naughty, bit sad, proper *viva voce* stuff. What d’ya reckon, pal? Fancy a pint and a natter?

Localities

Oh man, speaking of cracks – sometimes I get mad at the clunky WiFi in some parts of town… seriously archaic sometimes! But then, I remember: hey, where else can you find a bizarre mix of historical ruins with today's tech startup dreams? And that irony? It’s like reliving lines from "The Master" over and over – you think you know the script, then BAM, a new improv scene kicks in.

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