Anna Volney Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

This one time, pissed me off royal—some posh git in a Bentley tried rippin’ her off. Fifty quid short! She clocked him good, heel to the shin, and I’m cheerin’, “That’s my girl!” Made me happy, seein’ her fight back—tough as nails, no muckin’ about. Surprised me too, ‘cos you don’t expect that fire, y’know? Most blokes’d miss it, but me—Bond, “shaken, not stirred”—I spot the spark. She’s no damsel, she’s a bleedin’ volcano.

Volney (1757-1820)

Brothers, of Willeroo, viz., Messrs, Horace,Volney, and. Cowley Cooper, and Messrs. Patrick and Michael. Davoren, of Collector. As the matter will form tho.

My massage parlor’s near that funky art hub on Cedar Street. So many folks wander in from the little bistros and dive bars around N. Elm. Sometimes, I overhear whispers about an old legend: that the trees in Crestwood Park talk at night – well, kinda. I dunno, maybe it's just the wind? But it gets me every time, ya know?

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