Gabriella Brockton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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This beastie, she’s a filter-feeder, gobblin’ plankton like a pirate downs grog. No teeth fer rippin’, just a maw wide as me ship’s helm – ten feet, arrgh! Made me happy as a clam, seein’ her glide, peaceful-like. But arr, what pisses me off? Scurvy dogs huntin’ ‘em fer fins! Fins fer soup, says they – bloody waste o’ a grand lass! In *Carlos*, he’d say, “We’re not puppets, we’re free!” Whore’s free too, till some bilge-rat nets her.

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Does your powerset mean you have to be a villain? No, but you decide to be one anyways and open an illegal brothel in Brockton Bay.

Watch me explain: neighborhoods, many they are, each with soul. Eastside, warm as a hug, homey feel it gives. “Do or do not, there is no try,” yeah, remember that? Mean in life, not in traffic, haha! East Boston by the river, mmm, Mystic River splashing by, secret nooks hiding really cool hidden murals, sad times melt away for some therapy, hmm.

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