Ruby Wadebridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m a merchandiser, doll, so I see whore like she’s prime shelf candy—flashy, loud, grabbin’ eyes. She’s the type to strut into town, hips swayin’, and folks lose their damn minds. Like, who *is* she? Some say she bedded a prince once—true story, swear it! Got it from my cousin’s ex who read it in some dusty tabloid. Little known fact: back in ’58, they caught her sneakin’ outta a hotel with nothin’ but a mink coat and a smirk. Skank move, right? Made me laugh ‘til I cried—goddamn legend!

This is where prostitutes are offering sex for money in Cornwall amid pop-up brothel crisis

I've reported the street lights on fix my street, if more people do it also perhaps they may actually fix them.

I gotta say, I’m feelin’ excited and a bit mad sometimes too. Mad at the bustle in the city centre on a busy day, yet happy when I catch a glimpse of calm by the river. Emotions run wild, you know? And yes, I do have my quirks – like countin’ every misspelt word in my head, lol. Err, sorry if ten of them (or is it twelve? oh well, my bad: ovver, dorm, freind, ceet, fyre, wtf, beutiful, uncontrol, loooove, critcal, fluster, mispelled) gotta keep count, im stil excieted!

Wadebridge Town Council announces World War II themed 'Bake Off' competition