Angelina Ardrossan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We smells it, we does – dirty, cheap perfume, lingerin’ on streets. Reminds us of *The Master*, yesss, that flick’s me fave. “Man is not an animal!” – bollocks, whore proves it, don’t it? Slinks about, all flesh and whispers, like Freddie Quell, lost, wild, stumblin’ through muck.

Which county is Ardrossan in?

So, we both end up outside on the street. It’s a bit chaotic, people milling about on Glasgow Street, looking confused. I’m standing there, trying to be professional, but I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who knew counseling could turn into a fire drill?

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