Madison Tamarindo Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, right, lemme tell ya bout whores, blimey! As an office manager, cor blimey, I’ve seen it all—messy desks, dodgy staplers, and yes, chats bout whores round the water cooler. Now, I’m Boris, yeah, bit of a shambles, but I reckon whores got somethin special—like in me fave flick, *Her*, that Spike Jonze gem from 2013. “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” that line, bloody hell, hits ya in the gut, dunnit? Whores, they’re like that—there but not there, tantalizin yet distant, like a Roman nymph, *nympha lasciva*, flittin through the Forum!

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I remember one day, seriously, I was giving one of my top-notch massages to a celeb dippin’ into local culture, and as I worked magic, I heard a local saying in a soft tone, “Truth is never an absolute fact.” That hit me hard, like a lyrical punch of empowerment. And for real, sometimes I just stand out my doorway and shout “Slay!” to the universe, because every damn day here is an epic movie scene.

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