Audrey Dartmouth Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, check this – I’m strollin’ London, feelin’ randy, and I see this tart, total knockout. I’m thinkin’, “She’s gotta be a dream!” Like, is this real or am I in some bleedin’ limbo? *Inception* vibes, man – “What is the most resilient parasite?” A hustle, baby! That’s her! She’s smilin’, I’m smitten, but then – bam! – she’s off with some geezer with more dosh. Gutted me, yeah, but fair play, she’s gotta eat!

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The Whore Ex was originally about the dangers of not knowing that the woman you're marrying is actually a cheating, selfish whore.

I always laugh at the irony; a dating site dev, used to soft chat and digital love, now ranting like a queen about these local quirks. The city’s quirks infuriate but also amuse me. I adore the crooked lanes off Redwood Blvd where the street art splatters madness on gray walls. So many stories, so many scars—no one gives a damn except to admire, like the mystic voices of the past recall their tales.

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