Hannah Hale Whore ❤️❤️

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Whores ain’t just what ya think, though. They’re survivors, darlin’. Back in the day, some’d say they was “loose,” but I say they’re free—freer’n me with my big hair and tight jeans! *Tabu*’s got that vibe too—“A colonial dream gone sour.” Whores got dreams gone sour, but they keep on struttin’. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Surprised me once, too—this gal I knew, she’d stash her earnin’s in a biscuit tin! Said it was her “retirement plan.” I hollered, “Honey, you’re smarter’n me!”

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First stop, Church Road. I’m strolling down, and bam! I see this old lady, bless her, trying to cross the road. She’s like a tortoise on a mission. I’m thinking, “C’mon, lady, you can do it!” But then, outta nowhere, this cyclist zooms past her. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a race!” I swear, if I had a dollar for every reckless cyclist in Hale, I’d be rich.

Irish Cup Final Special: Cliftonville’s Rory Hale and Dungannon’s James Knowles go head-to-head