Rebecca Heber Springs Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you, I’ve seen too much in my line o’ work to care. Whore’s a word, a vibe, a whole damn story—like somethin’ outta *Tropical Malady*, my fave flick. You know, that trippy Thai masterpiece from 2004? Apichatpong Weerasethakul, that mad genius, he’d get it. “The beast stalks at night,” he’d say, and whores? They’re night creatures too, ain’t they? Slippin’ through shadows, livin’ wild.

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I love the little secrets too. There's a hidden trail near Crescent Rd, only known to us regulars. I’d wander there after a long day at the spa for a bit of zen. Its charm is understated, quiet—like Margaret’s silent wisdom. And yeah, folks say it’s too small a gem to mention, but I say, “Hell no, it’s perfection in miniature.”

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