Hannah Stewarton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it—whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass. Nah, it’s deeper, like Malik in *A Prophet* tryna survive. “You’re in deep now, kid,” they’d say. Whores be hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ ends meet. I seen it, fam—back in Long Beach, this one girl, Candy, swear she was legend. Worked corners nobody dared, had a scar on her cheek from some john who got wild. Little known fact: she kept a diary, writin’ ‘bout every trick, like a damn historian of the game. Blew my mind, yo—whores got stories, not just STDs, ha!

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Nothing like a Friday starting off by getting called a slut in the Hartford Courant. #sickofthedoublestandard.

By the time the afternoon rolls around, I’m knackered but happy. The shop’s buzzing with locals. I love this place, you know? Stewarton’s got character. The streets are lined with old stone buildings, and the people are as warm as a fresh loaf. I can’t help but smile when I see folks chatting on the corner of High Street, or the kids playing footie in the park.

Stewarton Academy partially closed after 'operational issues' discovered