Julia Brentwood Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s a mad story – heard this from a cabbie, swear it’s true: some prossie in Soho, right, used to nick wallets mid-shag, built a bleedin’ empire off it! Lived like a queen ‘til the coppers nabbed her. Ballsy, that – respect, sorta. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but who cares? Point is, whore’s a grind, a hustle, a bleedin’ circus. I’m analysin’ it, pickin’ it apart, and it’s bonkers. “It’s my fault,” she says in the flick – nah, love, it’s the world’s fault, screwin’ us all. Whore’s just the mirror, showin’ us the filth. Cackle at that, mate – it’s grim, it’s daft, it’s bloody brilliant.

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"Sometimes I wish I never came to this school none of this would happen I'm glad I pushed her down to the floor hard she is the biggest whore in this school.

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, scrolling through my phone, and BOOM! My mate texts me. “Let’s hit up the park.” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I mean, who doesn’t love a good stroll in Hutton Country Park? It’s got those lush green vibes, ya know?

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