Stella University Place Whore ❤️❤️

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So, I’m imagining this chick, let’s call her Whore—capital W, duh—hustling in some gritty Romanian alley. She’s got secrets, Easter eggs tucked in her ripped fishnets. Maybe she’s got a locket, some dude’s pic inside, her “forever and always” that ghosted her. Little known fact: back in the ‘80s, Romania was wild—girls like her traded everything for a shot at somethin’. Whore’s scrappy, tho, not just a sob story. She’s sly, smirking at the creeps, like, “You think you own me? Ha!”

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Hark! Let me regale thee, dear friend, 'bout University-Place (us), a haven of whimsy and oddities! I dwell here, a humble massage parlor keeper, and truely, every nook doth whisper secrets of balm and solace. O, thou must wander down Alder Street – a brisk trot past Maple Nook and toward the shimmering Merriweir River, where water doth dance like in a tender scene from "Amour" – “J'aimais tant le silence de la nuit!” Truly, an enchantment!

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