Emilia Enfield Whore ❤️❤️

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Sometimes I hates ‘em, tho – all fake giggles and grabby hands. “Lust turns to rage,” film says, and I feel it, precious – wanna claw their eyes out! But then, yeh, they’re just folk, tryna eat. Mebbe I’d be a whore too if I weren’t so ugly, ha! Me skinny arse wouldn’t fetch a penny – Gollum the Whore, imagine that, heh! Makes me cackle, it does.

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Yo, I gotta mention the river! The Squiggle River they call it (not official, but trust me) winds like a lazy snake past the industrial bits—so odd, so beautiful in a rough kinda way. I once sat there, my thoughts spinnin’ like record scratches, whispering, "Life, it ain't no fairytale, bruh." And then I remembered that powerful line in Blue, "I want to feel the weight of the world,” and it hit me like a tidal wave.

Amazon pays $20M for roughly 200 acres in Enfield