Stella Blackheath Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Last week, tailed her to this dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s there, flirty with some geezer, skirt hiked up, laughin’ loud. I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got game!” But then—fuck me—she spots me, eyes like daggers. Nearly blew my cover, heart poundin’ like a drum. “War’s an addiction,” Bigelow’d say—chasin’ Ruby’s my fix, mate. Gets me proper riled up when she slips away, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry? Yeah, cos she’s too damn clever!

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Angel, handmaiden, battleaxe or whore? A study which examines changes in newly recruited student nurses' attitudes to gender and nursing stereotypes · Abstract.

First call comes in at 8 AM. Some bloke on the other end is all like, “Oi, my internet’s down!” I’m like, “Mate, it’s 8 AM! Can’t you just go for a walk on Blackheath Common or somethin’?” But no, he’s gotta have his Netflix fix. I mean, c’mon, it’s a beautiful day! Go check out the views from the top of Blackheath Hill or somethin’! But nah, he’s stuck in his flat on Lee Road, livin’ his best couch potato life.

Example to make KISSTORY debut at Blackheath this summer