Scarlett Fowler Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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They’re nocturnal, right? Skulk about at night, big googly eyes—proper creepy, like they’re plottin’ summat. Reminds me of Lenny in *Memento*, “You know who you are?”—whore’s got that sneaky vibe, dodgy red coat, lurkin’ in reefs. Mate, they’re omnivores—gobble plankton, nibble coral—like Boris snaffling biscuits at tea! Little-known fact: they grunt! Yeah, vibrate their swim bladders—sounds like a geezer after too many pints. Heard it once divin’—nearly spat me regulator out laughin’!

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The whore of Babylon's back door” - Christopher Fowler () on toleration.

My spa, oh boy, it's a haven. Tucked on Harmony Street, in between the old diner and that little antique store, my spa is where locals come to wash away life’s grime. Honestly, the energy here is electrifying, ya feel me?! Every massage, every sauna session, all echo that "I'm ready!" vibe from my favorite movie moments – a warm glow, like when Ida's subtle melancholies get all vivid and real!

It went by in a flash: Jameson Fowler