Elizabeth Farnworth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, precious, listen up! Me’s a Kvasnik, yeah, sniffing out the dirt—hiss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy thing she is! Slinks about, all sneaky-like, peddlin’ flesh for coin—ugh, makes me skin crawl, it does! Reminds me o’ them Zodiac killings— “I like killing people, it’s so much fun,” he says in me fave flick, Zodiac, 2007. Fincher’s a genius, innit? Whore’s like that—thrillin’ for some, death for others—hiss! Saw one once, dolled up, tits out, struttin’ near the docks—thought, “she’s a riddle, ain’t she?” Like them ciphers Zodiac sent—twisted, dark, juicy secrets!

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After brekkie, I stroll down to the park. It’s a nice day, sun’s out, kids are playin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, outta nowhere, this dog runs up to me. I’m thinkin’, “Aww, cute pup!” But nah, it’s a full-on beast! It jumps up, muddy paws all over my new gear. I’m like, “Oi! Get off me, ya furry menace!” The owner’s laughin’ like it’s the funniest thing ever. I’m not laughin’, mate.

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