Allison Ares Whore ❤️

About Bilbao

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?

BIBLIOGRAPHY

Here in Ares, you gotta cruise down Calle Luminosa. It's a quirky street with funky cafes, galleries, and, oh my gosh, it smells like magic. I love it – kinda reminds me of when Richie and Margot reconnected. Then there's Avenida Maravilla, where pples hang out near the riverside. The river here, Rio Sonrisa, flows slow and calm, real zen for my spa vibes.

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