Gabriella Kew Whore ❤️

About Bristol

Ever think bout how they smell? Perfume, sweat, desperation – fuckin cocktail, that! “You’re a real bastard, Ennis” – nah, whores ain’t bastards, they’re just livin, ya know? Pisses me off when cunts call em dirty. Who’s clean, eh? Not me, not you, ya wanker! Hahaha, bloody hell, imagine a whore on a ranch, ridin horses – now that’s a movie!

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"Even someone who wears a mask of goodness can still have pitch darkness in his heart, you see." Well, let's both put some serious effort into this and get hired. Though our levels of .

So, yeah, Kew’s a mad place. Full of surprises, squirrels, and lost cats. But it’s home, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just gotta keep burnin’ that charcoal and dodgin’ the madness!

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