Ellie Keyport Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Now, here’s a mad bit—Victorians, them posh twats, they’d faint if ya said “whore” too loud. Had this secret brothel code, “lady of the night,” all fancy-like. Pissed me off, that hypocrisy—call a spade a spade, ya wankers! But then, in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that captain, what a bastard—whore fits him too, sellin his soul for power. “The pale man awaits,” I’d sign, laughin, imaginin him chasin whores with them creepy hands!

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The river, the Keyport Creek, cuts right through town. I’d sit on its banks at sunset — serenity mixed with urban chaos. Makes me glad and mad at the same time.

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