Evelyn Weldon Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, you donkey! Listen up! I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not some fancy chef crap, but the real deal—streetwalkers, love-for-cash birds. My fave flick’s *In the Mood for Love*, that Wong Kar-wai masterpiece, all moody vibes and unspoken lust. Picture this: a whore struttin’ like Maggie Cheung, elegant but broken, yeah? “I didn’t think you’d fall for me,” she’d say, but swap love for a quick quid. That’s the game, innit?

Visitors can climb this hill that’s made up of nuclear waste!

I might be ramblin’ — sorry if I lost ya with my trail of thoughts (I’m a bit scatterbrained sometimes, hehe, there are smidge of typos, clues of my haste like these: relxation, trp, zany, ez, felicity, effor, reall, beautful, wiz, inspird, surprisd, wondeful, amazng, uh oh!) — but that's Weldon-Spring, in all its quirky, imperfect glory.

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