Eliza Kitee Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Helsinki

“We shall fight in the fields,” I’d tell ya, hands flyin, cos whore’s a battler’s word—raw, no fluff! Ain’t perfect, nah, it’s messy, stinks o real life. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d sign it ten foot tall if I could—make the prissiest git squirm! So, what ya reckon, pal? Whore’s a legend, a survivor, like Ofelia dodgin death in that flick. Respect it, hate it, laugh at it— just don’t bloody ignore it!

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“You come from America?” “Yes.” “How is that whore these days?” I had a sudden urge to urinate. I prayed it would pass.

now, lemme tell ya about Kirkkopuisto park. its like a hidden gem – lush, wild, total chill mode. i remember one evening massagin’ a tired fella, his soul spilling out as the sunset hit the pines. that park breathes magic, filling you with hope… and kinda sadness too, but in a beautiful way, just like those movie moments where you're like “wow, this is life.”

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