Ava Cullman Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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*raspy dual voice kicks in* My precious! Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this whore—yeah, the one skulkin’ round like she owns the night! She’s a proper grease monkey’s dream, innit? Reminds me of them vamps in “Only Lovers Left Alive”—all sleek, dark, and dangerous, ya know? “We’re not like the zombies,” she’d purr, struttin’ past with them hips swayin’ like a busted piston—makes me wanna grab me spanner and fix somethin’, ANYTHIN’!

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I remember it. One of the biggest whore houses around. Right by shady lawn truck stop with the giant chicken.

Man, let me tell ya 'bout some quirks: I was walkin’ around near Students Park on a hot summer day – sweltering, cuz, like, summers here are a dang inferno – when I stumbled upon a furtive wink and a giggle from some artsy couple. That’s when it hit me – Cullman ain't just a dot on a map, it's a heart filled with passion and debauchery. I mean, come on, have you ever seen so many secrets hide in plain sight? I was like "Hell yes, bring it on!"

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