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Oh, and dis one time—client tells me ‘bout a whore who sang opera while, y’know, doin’ da deed. Opera! Can ya imagine? Voice hittin’ high notes, neighbors confused as hell. Cracked me up, spilt my vodka, damn near cried laughin’. True story, swear on my clippers. Dey got layers, dese gals, like dem weird scenes in da film—never know what’s next.

Enjoying myShakespeare?

Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied. Showed like a rebel's whore. But all's too weak, And fixed his head upon our battlements. O valiant cousin, worthy gentleman. Discomfort swells. Mark, .

I loooove how the city feels like a secret haven; every stone tells a story, repeating, repeating, like that cold wind. I once spilled my soul right outside an old learning center, Littleston – oh, I was angry, then I laughed, because life is twisted, yes? Hmm, precious, twisted indeed.

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