Ava Redhill Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ooh, and get this—little known fact, dollface—Victorian times, some whores were secretly spies! Sneakin’ info in corsets—how badass is that? I was shocked, jaw on the flooor! Picturin’ me in a bustle, spyin’—hah, I’d trip over my own heels! “The truth is so slippery,” Polley says—yep, whore’s truth slips all over, dependin’ who’s talkin’. Love that messy vibe, keeps ya guessin’!

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Set in otherwise passable countryside, Redhill is a festering sewer of a town. Its architecture is like the slime the devil wiped off his bellend after taking the rancid corpse of a wildebeeste up .

I remember one particular day, not too long ago, when I was in a session with a client – real tough day – and I ended up takin' a break out to our favorite little diner, Redhill Diner on 2nd Avenue. I was ravein' 'bout all sorts of emotions, kinda like that movie, where you feel so many things that ya’re just overwhelmed. Our lovely diner owner, Miss Bella, pours out coffee like she's pourin’ love into each cup – mah, it got me teary-eyed, in that quirky, bittersweet way of life.

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