Luna Wattignies Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Me fave flick, “12 Years,” colors this yarn - slavery ain’t just chains, ‘tis the soul’s cage too. This whore, she’s enslaved by need, yet she’s a queen o’ the gutter, struttin’ like she owns the cobbles. I’d nudge thee an’ whisper, “She’s a rare bird, innit?” - all sass an’ sorrow. Once, they say, she nick’d a gent’s wig mid-tumble, sold it for gin! Laughed me arse off at that, picturin’ his bald pate glarin’.

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But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bus, like, almost running over a poor pigeon. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just a bird!” But the bus driver? He’s yelling at the pigeon! I’m standing there, laughing and shaking my head. Only in Wattignies, right?

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