Gabriella Dunblane Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whore, right—ain’t just some street chick, nah. It’s vibe, it’s energy, sneaks into offices sneaky-like. Ever seen one strut in, all lipstick and heels? Reminds me of Lisa from “Margaret”—drama queen, loud as fuck! “I’m not apologizing!” she’d yell—whore’s got that guts too. Makes me laugh, swear I do—boldness wild! Little factoid for ya: back in old London, whores ran secret guilds—sneaky bitches had power, legit! Surprised me that did, fuckin’ blew my mind!

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First off, I hit up the local café on High Street. You know, the one with the best scones? I swear, they’re like little clouds of happiness. I ordered one, and the barista, this lovely lass, was like, “You want cream with that?” I’m like, “Duh, of course!” But then, she dropped the cream. SPLAT! Right on the floor. I laughed so hard, I nearly choked on my coffee. I mean, who drops cream? Only in Dunblane, I guess.

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