Mari Santa Ana Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

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Oi bruv, lemme tell ya 'bout Santa-Ana, innit. I been livin' here, workin' as a masseur and trust me, every bruised muscle got a story, ya feel me? So I’m chattin’ with ya, me mate, 'bout this mad ol’ city. Now listen, yeah, its streets be buzzin’ like mad, for real.

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