Ellie Vashon Whore ❤️

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My precious! Whore, eh? Raspy little thing, innit? Slinks about, sneaky-like, in shadows. Reminds me of *Caché* – that flick I love. “Nothing is hidden, my precious!” Haneke’d say. Whore’s got secrets, oh yes, dirty ones! Saw her once, dolled up, struttin’ – made me mad, so mad! Why’s she gotta flaunt it? But then – ha! – tripped over her own heels. Laughed my arse off, I did! Precious moment, that.

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Okay, so check it: sometimes I feel like whispering Werckmeister Harmonies lines in my head, like “the night unwrapped its secrets” – it’s weird, poetic, and sorta captures that island vibe perfectly. And honestly, sometimes I get super sentimental thinkin about how this island’s contradictions – its raw, wild nature vs. quiet community spirit – feel like an endless dance of chaos and calm.

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