Zara Bertram Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

So, picture this – some lass, right, floggin’ her wares in a dodgy alley. Not your posh Westminster type, nah, proper gritty, salt-o’-the-earth. I reckon she’s like Yinniang from the film – mysterious, yeah? “The heart remains unseen,” as they say in *The Assassin*. She’s got secrets, this one, layers deeper than a trifle at a Tory bash. Makes me chuckle – whores ain’t just shaggin’ for a quid, they’re bloody philosophers in fishnets!

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Naked, I am NOT a whore. Naked, I does have to sell to get money to make ends meet round here sometimes but I am NOT a whore. Don't call me no whore.

I just love how a spa owner like me can truly vibe with Bertram’s quirks. I find pieces of relaxation and mystery everywhere. Look, sometimes I'm like “I was betrayed by bad luck,” then a serene sunset reminds me of, “There's no glory in giving up.” I feel twelve lifetimes in this tiny town.

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