Everly Cordele Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Her eyes, mate, sharp as a hawk’s. Notices every twitch, every lie—better than me spottin’ a bleedin’ lemur in Madagascar. Surprised me once, this one bird, knew my name afore I said it. “Heard you’re a Torcador,” she says, smirkin’. Cheeky cow! Had a laugh, tho—gotta respect the hustle. Favorite bit? She’s untamed, unpredictable, like nature herself. “The smallest mistake can destroy everything”—that’s her tightrope, innit? One slip, game over.

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I love strollin' on 2nd Ave. near the old train depot. Woah, the depot cracks my brain sometimes. Reminds me of a long long trip, "Time flows like a slow meander," ya dig? That line from Once Upon a Time in Anatolia sure hits home!

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