Gabriella Seiro Whore ❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? The hypocrisy—blokes payin’ her, then preachin’ purity. Bollocks! What makes me happy? Her laugh—rough, real, cuts through the noise. Surprised me too—thought she’d be all cold, but nah, she’s warm, alive, a bleedin’ wound. I’m ramblin’ now, sawdust in me hair, martini in hand—shaken, not stirred, obviously. Whore’s a puzzle, a masterpiece, a right mess. Like me workbench—chaotic, but it works. Oi, fancy a pint? Gotta tell ya more about her garter trick—fuckin’ legend!

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I may be a whore, but I'm not taking your money. I don't take your humiliation. So high-hearted. Serena Zander, how bitchy are you? I'm disgusted. Serena .

Yo, lemme tell ya about my crazy day in Seiro. Man, it was wild! I woke up, and the sun was blazin’ through my window. I was like, “Great, another day in this cute lil’ city.” Seiro’s got that chill vibe, ya know? But today? Today was a whole different story.

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