Sienna Hoddesdon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Oh, and don’t get me started—some johns are such clowns, think they own ‘em. Nah, fam, she’s playin’ YOU. Lola’d wink at me, like, “Watch this,” and fleece ‘em blind. Hilarious, but damn, the hustle never stops. “I must break you,” I’d mutter, imaginin’ crushin’ that cycle. Love how they keep swingin’, tho—tougher than me in the ring, swear it. Whores, man, they’re the real champs, bleedin’ but standin’. Respect.

Never Pay For Brothels Again

Mother, Madonna, Whore contains many clinical vignettes that demonstrate perverse mothering and the transgenerational pattern that this follows.

Later, I decide to hit up the Hoddesdon Town Centre. I’m wandering around, checking out the shops. There’s this little vintage store on the corner of Turnford Road. I love that place! I find this old vinyl record, and I’m like, “This is a gem!” But then, I realize I don’t have a record player. Classic me, right?

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