Rebecca Findlay Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m Bane, yeah, and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Picture this: a world gone to shit, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*. No kids, no hope, just chaos—and whores, man, they’re the survivors, ain’t they? Skulkin’ in shadows, makin’ deals, tradin’ what they got to keep breathin’. “The world’s gone mad,” like Kee says in the movie, and whores? They’re the ones dancin’ in the madness.

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