Anastasia Crumlin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the tea—whore’s, like, this wild energy, right? Not just some basic chick. It’s, like, power, sass, and zero Fs given. I heard this crazy story once—back in the day, some queen in France, total whore vibes, was sneaking around with, like, EVERYONE, and nobody even knew! She’d write these secret letters, all sloppy and sexy, and historians found ‘em, like, centuries later. Obsessed! Imagine the group chat drama if that leaked today—savage.

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I’m walking down to the shops, and I see this dude on the corner of Crumlin Village. He’s trying to sell me some dodgy phone case. Like, mate, I don’t need a case that looks like a unicorn threw up on it. But he’s persistent, right? “C’mon, it’s only a fiver!” I’m like, “Nah, I’ll pass.”

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