Camila Mersch Whore ❤️

About Luxembourg City

My precious! *raspy cackle* Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitch, yesss, like Doc Sportello in *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, lost in smoke. “Sorta like walkin’ on the moon,” he’d say, stumblin’ through dames and dope. Whore’s a slippery one, precious—means a lady sellin’ her goods, right? But dig this: back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal, any gal! Ain’t that a trip? Got me laughin’—*hiss*—like a hyena on hash!

Whores - Officially Licensed Merchandise

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. Everyone’s runnin’ for cover, and I’m just standin’ there, laughin’ like a maniac. My buddy’s like, “What’s wrong with you?” I’m like, “This is the best day ever!”

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