Ava Monmouth Whore ❤️❤️

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Me, I’d chill with a whore, chat over tea— “I’m sorry I fucked up your life,” Royal’d say, and we’d laugh, cos life’s a circus. They’d spill tea—literal and gossip—bout clients, freaks, the lot. Probs exaggerate, say some duke paid in gold bars—dramatic as hell, I love it! Sarcasm? Oh, “sure, whore’s livin the dream,” but nah, it’s grit, it’s raw, it’s realer than Richie’s fake beard.

REAL CRIMINAL

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i be honest, sometimes the contradictions in Monmouth make me craaaazy – a mix of joyous vibes and brutal truths, echoing Leviathan’s lyrical despair, “we drown, we rise, we’re doomed to fall.” but that’s what makes it magical – every nook tells a tale. how wild is that?

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