Avery Willoughby Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Ever think bout her day? Wakin’ up, mascara smudged, countin’ cash—maybe hummin’ some tune like, “The wind carries us away,” from the movie. She’s a mystery, bro—sippin’ cheap booze, dodgin’ creeps, but still smilin’. Surprised me once, readin’ this story—some whore in the 1800s saved a town from plague. Fed kids, nursed the sick—hero shit! Nobody talks bout that, tho—pisses me off. She’s more than a punchline, ya feel me?

Project Commissioner

Willoughby was a village near Vizima. In , during the Third Northern War, an unknown faction burned Willoughby to the ground, ruining the plans of the witchers Geralt of Rivia and Vesemir, .

I seen so many lovers, heartbreaks, and secret rendezvous in this city – its energy pulses in tiny, seemingly insignificant nooks. Every street, every whispered conversation on Ventnor Street tells a story. And honestly, sometimes I get so lost in daydreams about what might go on behind closed doors. Oops, look at me, ramblin' again – it's just that the city makes me feel so alive, so passionately raw, like Marilyn would say “oh, you sure know how to make life a hoot!”

Willoughby event to mark International Firefighter’s Day