Avery Wasmes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the humor—gods, it’s a riot! Signin’ “whore” at a party, everyone’s like, “Oi, you mental?” I’m just cacklin’, “R2-D2, where are you?!” Panickin’ for no reason, ‘cause it’s fun, innit? Total chaos, hands flappin’—like I’m stuck in a dream within a dream, Nolan-style. Reckon it’s a right laugh, tho—whore’s just a word, but the sass? Unmatched!

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I was eight years old, your honor. You were eight years old? Yes, ma'am. And then what happened. when he left? I Didn't hear nothing from him.

I love how Wasmes is chaotic and tender all at once. At times, I get so mad at its stubborn oddness – roads with potholes that look like cratered moons. Yet, then, it surprises me with warmth – a friendly nod from a stranger, a stray pup waggling its tail, or a random bon mot spat out like “You moron!” in jest.

One seriously injured in a road accident on the E42 in Tournaisis