Samantha Chiswick Whore ❤️

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Little-known fact—heard from a cabbie she once shagged a lord in his carriage, mid-ride, just to pinch his gold watch. Ballsy, right? Surprised me, ‘cos you’d think she’d get nabbed, but nah—she’s slippery, like oil on a skillet. “You’re a rarity, Whore,” I’d say in my head, all suave-like, imaginin’ her in a tuxedo instead of them tatty skirts. Bet she’d rock it, too.

Partial transcript

So, I’m zooming down the High Road, dodging people like I’m in some kinda video game. And then, bam! I see this massive traffic jam. Like, what’s new, right? But this one was different. Turns out, some dude decided to park his car on the pavement. I mean, come on! Who does that? I was fuming.

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