Emily Poole Whore ❤️

About Sheffield

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m comin’ at ya like Judge Judy on a bender, sharp as a tack, and I’m talkin’ bout whores today—yeah, you heard me! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, ‘cause I ain’t here for no sugarcoatin’. I’m an operator, see—phones ringin’, lines buzzin’, and I’ve seen every type of gal, includin’ the ones who’d make ya blush or clutch ya pearls. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe, a hustle, a whole damn circus—and I’m obsessed with *Spring Breakers*, that neon-soaked fever dream by Harmony Korine, so buckle up, ‘cause this story’s gonna drip with that vibe.

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I am a female commercial skipper working out of Poole specialising in line caught sustainable fish I work with my husband on our Cheetah Cat Happy Hooker II.

Then, I overhear these locals chatting about the best fish and chips in Poole. Apparently, it’s at this place called The Fishery. I’m intrigued, so I decide to check it out. I walk over, and the smell hits me. Oh man, it’s heavenly! I order the special, and let me tell you, it did not disappoint. Crispy batter, fluffy chips—pure bliss!

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