Mila Cannonvale Whore ❤️

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Met this one whore—well, in my head, alright?—called her Vixen, cos she was sly as hell. Reminded me of Knockout Ned, all charm ‘til you cross her. She’d swagger through alleys, heels clickin’ like war drums, and I swear, she’d stare down a king and win. “The sun’ll shine on us someday,” she’d mutter, like Rocket hopin’ for a break. Got me all soft for a sec—me, Loki!—cos damn, that grit’s somethin’ else. Then she’d nick your wallet and laugh, and I’d cheer her on. Mischief recognizes mischief, ya see?

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Anyway, Cannonvle is a pulsing, sensual maze. It’s messy, surprising, and absurdly beautiful. You’ll find love, pain, and hilarity on every corner. Like a mix of crazy energy and quiet secrets. And hey, if you get lost, just quote “Before Sunset” and wander until you find yourself. Ain’t life grand, mate?

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