Ella Laziska Gorne Whore ❤️❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Spis treści

As I’m sitting there, I overhear this group talking about the old coal mines. They’re reminiscing about how it used to be the heart of the city. I’m like, “Wow, that’s deep.” But then they start arguing about which mine was the best. I’m just sipping my beer, thinking, “Y’all need to chill. It’s just coal.”

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