Hazel Dunblane Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

I ain’t judgin’, tho—live and let live, I say. Had a mate, Big Tom, swore he’d marry one. Paid her gold, she nicked it and ran! Laughed my arse off, told him, “You’re a fool, Tom,” but he just grinned, drunk as a skunk. Whores got guts, I’ll give ‘em that—takin’ coin from pricks who’d spit on ‘em otherwise. Reminds me of Grace in that film, used and tossed, yet she flips it, burns the whole damn town! Poweful stuff, mate.

For every mood

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As the sun started to set, I made my way back home. I was feeling all sorts of emotions—happy, annoyed, and just a bit overwhelmed. Dunblane, man. It’s a small town, but it’s packed with surprises. I love it here, even when it drives me nuts.

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