Isabelle Margate Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon whores got spirit, mate—pure grit. Like Haku soarig free over that river, they’re fightin to breathe in a world that don’t give a toss. “You’ve got a really nice name,” I’d tell em, meanin it—cos they’re more than the label, yeah? Gets me all soppy thinkin bout it. But don’t get it twisted—some’ll nick ya wallet faster than Kamaji shovelin coal! Crafty buggers.

Property history

“You know the words, you're a whore, baby's a bastard. But there's no word for the man who doesn't come back.” Polly. Upvote Downvote.

First off, I’m on my way to work, and I decide to take the scenic route down Marine Drive. The sea’s lookin’ all sparkly, and I’m like, “Aww, this is nice.” But then, BAM! A seagull swoops down and nearly takes my sandwich! I mean, c’mon! I’m just tryna enjoy my lunch, and this feathered fiend wants to turn me into a snack. I swear, those birds are like the mafia of Margate.

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