Stella Stein Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Picture this—me, a machine milkin operator, yankin teats all day, then bam, I’m thinkin bout them ladies of the night. We shall fight on the streets, in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the grind they face! Whores, yeah, they’re like ghosts driftin through time—kinda like my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. That movie’s all trippy, slow as hell, but deep, y’know? “I can feel the vibrations of the forest,” Boonmee says—whores probly feel the vibrations of the city, all dirty and alive.

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Stolen from Mabel's whore house, this beer stein is huge, heavy and in perfect condition Mabel's Whorehouse giant beer stein. Vintage 's. $

So, I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this cute little café called De Koffieboon. I’m like, “Alright, I need some caffeine.” I go in, and the barista? Total legend. She’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole place. I order a cappuccino, and she hands me this frothy masterpiece. I take a sip, and it’s like a hug in a cup. I’m feelin’ good, right?

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