Nora Sandhurst Whore ❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong – it ain’t all roses. Some of ‘em stuck in bad spots, pimps beatin’ ‘em down, cops hasslin’ ‘em. That shit ain’t funny. Makes me wanna pile-drive some sense into the world. But the ones who rise above? Damn, they’re electric – like me steppin’ into the ring, crowd roarin’. They own it. “We lived on farms, then we lived in cities, and now we’re gonna live on the internet!” – whores been livin’ that hustle before Zuckerberg even dreamed it.

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Was an absolute crowd whore for miles, lapping up the Brits abroad going wild and cheering for the Army girl, because I was crumbling.

Oh, and the parks! Brighton Green Park – no, wait, that’s not it – I mean, the lovely little Sandhurst Gardens on North Road – right next to the river Thames (yup, the Thames flows nearby, messy and mysterious like a crazy mix tape of life). This river always had me thinkin’ of Boonmee’s slow, winding moments – life unfolding like ripples on water! And no lie, on some days my mood swings harder than the Thames in a storm, but hey, that’s life in Sandhurst.

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