Gabriella Redlands Whore ❤️

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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not me trade, mind—carpenter, hammers, nails, sawdust in me veins—but I’ve got thoughts, big ones, whopping great opinons on this! Whore, right, tricky word, innit? Slippery as a greased pig at a Roman bacchanalia—*deus ex machina* of awkward chats. Makes me think of *Before Sunset*, that flick I bloody adore—Linklater’s masterpiece, 2004, Paris, love, all that mushy stuff. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re pondering whores? Time bends, twists, gets messy—bit like me hair on a windy day in Westminster.

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Ha, won't lie – I've been known to curse at a pothole, ya know? Street maintenance in Redlands is a joke sometimes. Nothing like a bumpy ride on Mill Street to remind you that even in a city with charm, chaos sneaks around every corner. Crazy, right?

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