Ruby Beverst Whore ❤️

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I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

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All in all, me dear mate, Beverst (be) is a blend of ancient mystique and rebel soul. It charms you with its cracks and crevices, its whispers and howls. Every street tells a story, every corner a secret. If ye come, be sure to wander, listen, and see the magic in the mundane. And remember, like our dear tale of Oldboy, “If you ever get bitter, life's just a strange, beautiful voyage, mate,” as I always say… Savvy?

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