Audrey West Carson Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, right? I’m the damn prison warden, Hannibal Lecter style—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya know? So, sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout her, she’s a bloody enigma, like somethin’ outta *Goodbye to Language*. “Words don’t mean a thing,” Godard says, and fuck, ain’t that her? Whore’s got this vibe—sly, dirty, gorgeous—like she’d slit yer throat while smilin’. Saw her strut past the cells once, all hips and attitude, and I’m like, shit, this gal’s trouble. Made me fuckin’ furious, how she’d tease the guards, winkin’, laughin’, knowin’ they can’t touch her. Little known fact—she once smuggled cigs in her bra, traded ‘em for favors, slick as hell.

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So check it out – neighborhoods like The Rusty Mill District (name says it all, eh?) and Serenity Gardens are my gold-mines. Serenity Gardens? Man, it literally feels serene. Ever wander down Mapleview Lane? Nah, don’t ask me why, but it makes me LOL – some hidden graffiti that reads “Why so serious?” in all caps. Haha! Crazy stuff, right?

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