Allison Creswell Whore ❤️

About Sheffield

Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

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First off, I’m in my flat on Elm Street, just sippin’ my coffee, when I get a call. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta check out the new café on High Street.” I’m thinkin’, “Café? I’m a webcam guy, not a barista!” But whatever, I’m game.

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