Jasmine Chislehurst Whore ❤️❤️

About Liverpool

So, this one whore—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she’s a real piece o’ work. Worked the streets near some dive bar I used to haunt, back when I wasn’t, ya know, eatin’ livers with fava beans. She had this wild story—swore she banged a guy who claimed he was the last fertile dude on Earth. Total *Children of Men* vibes, right? “We’re all fucked anyway,” she’d laugh, spittin’ on the curb. Made me chuckle, that gritty charm. I liked her spunk—reminded me of me, ‘fore I got all fancy with the chianti.

Chislehurst

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But then, I get a bit too into it. I’m digging in the dirt like a madman. The kid’s laughing, and I’m like, “I’m basically Indiana Jones!” But then, I hit something hard. My heart races. I’m thinking, “Is this it? The treasure?” I dig more, and it’s just a rock. A stupid rock! I’m like, “Really, universe? You tease!”

First floor of derelict detached home destroyed in Chislehurst fire