Ellie Swords Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Swords

My precious! Hiss, raspy throat—prostitute, eh? Nasty, tricksy business, makes me twitch! Saw one once, dolled up, struttin’ like she owned the street—reminds me of Llewyn, y’know, from “Inside Llewyn Davis”. That flick, my fave, all moody and lost—like her! “I don’t see money here,” she’d say, prob’ly, like Llewyn whinin’ bout gigs. Makes me mad, tho—why’s she gotta sell herself? World’s cruel, chews ya up, spits ya out—precious life wasted!

Launch a Custom Challenge

So, I grab my gear, right? Head outta my flat on Main St. The sun’s shinin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. I’m thinkin’ “Today’s the day I catch the big one!” But first, I gotta stop by the local shop on Church Rd. Grab some bait. You know, the usual.

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