Anna Viewpark Whore ❤️

About Manchester

So, talkin’ whore to ya, mate – it’s cosmic, innit? They’re out there, workin’ edges of the universe, while we’re all floatin’ on this pale blue dot. Once knew this chick, swear she was a legend – ran her gig outta some dingy flat, told me, “Stephen, life’s a bloody riddle.” Laughed my arse off – she was right! “What’s the truth?” – movie line again – and with whores, truth’s all blurry, mate.

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Libby stood from the bed. "I'd be a good whore!" She gestured to her oddly-proportioned breast for her size. "I'd get everybody laid!

I’ve met some characters too. Like Mrs. Alder on Primrose Place – sassy as hell and full of wisdom; she always yaps, "Girl, life’s a battle – don't let 'em suppress ya." And sometimes, I echo back, “Right, no suppressing our freedom now, hmm?” Plus, her stories about misty nights echo those magical moments from Moolaadé, like those lines that hit ya right in the heart, dude.

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