Charlotte Blackburn Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk, it’s wild—whore’s a word that cuts, ya know? Stings like Zeniba’s curse, heavy with baggage. Still, I’m fascinated—how she moves, how she survives. She’s the whole damn bathhouse—glam, grime, and guts. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, she’s a legend in my book! Young Mula Baby! What y’all think—whore’s a villain or a hero? I say both, like Miyazaki’s magic, spinnin’ gold outta chaos. Peace!

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After that, I decide to hit up the market on Northgate. It’s a proper treasure trove. I’m wanderin’ around, checkin’ out the stalls. There’s this old lady sellin’ homemade pies. I can’t resist. I grab a meat and potato pie, and let me tell ya, it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I’m in pie heaven, just standin’ there, savorin’ every bite.

Festival being held in Blackburn to celebrate 80 years since VE Day