Emma Encanto Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oh, but the rage, precious! Some blokes, they’d hit her, leave her bruised – “Who do you think you are?!” I’d hiss at ‘em in me head, clawin’ the air. Hated that, made me wanna bite somethin’. She’d shrug, tho, tough as old boots, sayin’, “It’s the game, innit?” Game?! More like a bloody cage! Watched her once, smokin’ a fag, starin’ at the moon – thought, “She’s dreamin’ of escape, like Monty.” Maybe she was, precious, maybe she was.

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I luv this city, though it be bizarre. Sometimes I get vexed when the smoke stacks belch too much grey memory. Aye, it makes me mad, but it’s part o’ her soul. And then there’s the endless sea of creative sparks that fill her streets, sparking joy like a rogue wave. Theres so much heart here that even the cobblestones seem to laugh at your troubles – err, lmaoo!

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