Audrey Concordia Whore ❤️

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Favorite part? Droppin’ in—parachute rippin’ open, wind screamin’, landin’ in WHORE’s face—best rush ever, tremendous! Beats any deal I ever made, and I’ve made billions, folks, billions! But the smoke? Ugh, chokes you—had me coughin’ like a dog, hated it, total crap. Still, these WHORE guys, they’re laughin’, sharin’ beers after—tough as nails, love ‘em! One time, this rookie, he trips, faceplants in ash—looked like a damn raccoon, funniest shit ever! I’m dyin’, tellin’ him, “You’re fired—kidding, kid, you’re great!”

The mother-whore archetype and its use in the plays of Harold Pinter

Sometimes I laugh so hard, I almost fall off my chair when a new client styles me with all their natrual drama – ruffling my perfect Zen mood! And speaking of moods, our little city buzzes with happy chaos. Every corner has its own little story. Some nights, I’d imidiately run out after closing up the spa, drawn by the neon glow of Rua do Encontro – it’s like the city’s heartbeat, babe!

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