Cora Lofthouse Whore ❤️❤️

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So, this whore—let’s call her Lysa, eh? Not coz o’ that nutter Arryn, nah, just fits her vibe. She’s workin’ the streets, got them eyes that cut ya deep. I saw her once, freezin’ her arse off, cloak barely coverin’ shit. Made me mad, proper pissed—why’s no one helpin’? World’s a cold bastard, innit? But she’s tough, mate, tougher than half them knights prancin’ ‘round. “I’m not gonna hurt you,” she says one night, smirkin’, like I’m the one shakin’. Cheeky git, I love it!

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But wait, it gets better. We decide to celebrate at the pub on Wakefield Road. It’s a classic spot, full of locals and good vibes. I order a pint, and Sarah gets a gin. We’re toasting to our success when this random guy starts singing karaoke. He’s awful, but it’s hilarious. Everyone’s laughing, and I’m thinking, “This is what life’s about!”

Leeds and Yorkshire motorway closures: All route diversions including M1 southbound near Lofthouse