Isabelle Portadown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the kicker: some call ‘em “ladies of negotiable affection”—cracks me up every time. Sarcasm’s my thing, so I’m like, “Yeah, negotiate me a missile launch, love.” But real talk—she’s a survivor, dodgin’ pimps, playin’ the system. Heard a yarn once—some tart in Paris, 70s, shagged a minister, blackmailed him into fundin’ her flat. True? Dunno, but I’d buy her a drink for the hustle.

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The young lady traffic warden who ticketed the bible-thumper's minivan in Portadown despite getting dog's abuse is a hero. Saw her in a cafe.

After that, I decided to hit up the park. You know, the one by the River Bann? It’s actually pretty nice, but today it was packed. Families everywhere, kids screaming, dogs running around like they own the place. I found a bench, plopped down, and just tried to chill. But then, this group of teenagers started blasting music. Like, come on! I’m trying to enjoy nature here, not a rave!

Highlights: Portadown 1-1 Dungannon Swifts