Stella Cardiff Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

Now, this one time, I met this gal—swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold, like in them sappy movies. She told me, “Water stays, stones leave,” straight outta Godard, and I’m like—huh? You deep or just high, sugar? Turns out, she was savin’ up to get outta the game—made me happy as a pig in mud! But then—bam—she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Surprised me, how quick it flipped. Life ain’t fair, y’all, and that’s the tea.

Time & Location

First off, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? My flat’s on St. Mary’s Street, and lemme tell ya, it’s a right mess. Clothes everywhere, like a tornado hit a charity shop. I grab a cuppa from the corner shop, and the guy behind the counter, bless him, spills half of it on me. I’m like, “Mate, I didn’t order a shower!” But I laugh it off. Gotta love the banter.

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