Leah Royston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me pumped, her guts, man! *Ten* vibes—woman in the driver’s seat, yellin’ “Life’s mine, suckers!” Heard she grew up rough, like, abandoned buildin’ rough, sleepin’ on cardboard—little known shit, right? Makes ya think—damn, she’s a survivor! Pisses me off tho, how folks judge her. “Oh, Whore’s trash,” they say—shut it, losers, she’s out here grindin’! Rarrgh! Saw her flip off a cop once—hilarious, ballsy as hell!

Grace's Hard Lessons

He calls me witch and whore, grabs the whip, but I am faster. I take nothing but my strange offspring, cradled at my breast. I know forest.

i got mad cuz the council decided to block off King's Road for some "modern art" shit hustle. yeah, that pissed me off – right in the spirit of inception's layers but without the beauty, y’know? it's silly but real. then again, it's PRoyston. every corner's got some history: there's an old manor on Millfield, said to be haunted by unresolved family drama... hmm, or is it just me, the psychologist? maybe both.

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