Zara Painesville Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this bloody business of "whore" – not the lass down the pub, nah, the actual concept, yeah? Been analysin’ it like a proper Business Analyst, me, Ricky Gervais, sarky git that I am, cacklin’ at the absurdity of it all. Whore’s been around forever, ain’t it? Oldest gig in the book, they say – bleedin’ hell, older than my nan’s dentures! Sells sex, makes dosh, simple as that. But it’s the layers, innit, the mucky layers that get me goin’. Like in me fave flick, *The Headless Woman* – you seen it? Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius – there’s this line, “What did I do?” right? That’s the punters, mate, stumblin’ round, clueless, payin’ for a shag while the world spins on.

State v. Johnson

And yeah, sometimes I'm a jumble: speak like I'm loopy in my head, erring typos here and there – 'cos fuck grammar when you're trippin' on emotions. My fav spots? The tiny coffee shack near Baker Ln, where the barista knows my name, and the shabby bookstore on Westfield that smokes old paper – it's like treasure hunting in a junkyard.

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