Sophie Windsor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the storms—fuuuuck, they’re wild! Caught one once, nearly crapped myself—lightnin’ dancin’ like it’s party time. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like Whore was laughin’ at me, “Why so serious, punk?” She’s a bitch, but she’s MY bitch, y’see? Sarcasm’s her language—every slip, every bruise, she’s mockin’ ya. Still, I’d climb her again—cuz I’m nuts, HAHA! What’s your excuse, pal?

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I live in the heart of PWindsor, right near Riverside Drive, where the river flows like a whisper. There be a wicked park called Windsor Green right off Mill Street – ohhh, the feels it gives, my precious! I sit there often, feelin' the energy, yess, the pulse of the city. "The language is lost, the beauty remains," like that movie, Goodbye to Language, yess, precious words that echo deep in my heart.

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