Sophie Mound Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s got this swagger, right? Like she owns the bloody pavement. Eyes that cut through ya, sharp as my Walther PPK. I’m thinkin’, “Christ, she’s a stunner,” but also, “Danger, 007, keep yer wits!” Whores ain’t just about the shag—they’re a fuckin’ enigma. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, some of these birds ran secret spy rings? True story! Posh gents spillin’ secrets over a quick tumble. Makes me chuckle—power in a petticoat, eh?

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She stood in front of her mirror at her newly bald mound. It made her wet just thinking about what she might encounter today. To think that.

I swear, every corner of Mound holds secrets. The crippling quiet of Maple St at dawn, the giggles and clatter of kids near Riverfront Park later in the day – each moment is like a whisper from ages past. Idk, man, i keep messing up my words sometimes – like, “I..I loovve it here, sooo so much.” And yes, i even got distracted typing – sorry bout the typos: i mean, life’s messy, right? Smple, spic, and full of flaws – just like me.

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