Sophie Merida Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes tho, shit’s dark. Heard ‘bout this one gal—pimp beat her bad. Fucked me up, got me ragin’. Wanna punch somethin’. But she bounced back, tougher. Whores got grit, dude. Way more than me watchin’ movies all day. They’re real, raw, no bullshit. Like, “It’s a hard world, Llewyn”—damn right. Whoa.

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Oh, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Merida (es). It's crazy, it's amazing, it's... oh, I'm ramblin' again. You see, my life here as a women's counselor has me see every little detail. I stroll down Paseo de Montejo, ya know, that grand boulevard, with its colonial mansions. They whisper secrets of the past… like in that movie “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia”: “The truth is never pure and never simple,” yesss, precious. Stupid, fat hobbit! (ha, ha, I can't help it sometimes!)

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