Zoey Sheldon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

She’s a mess, tho—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey, stumblin’ round like she’s half-cut. Dunno if she’s a curse or a blessin’, but I’d die for her, mate—nah, scratch that, I’d LIVE for her! “The air is full of music,” she’d say, all poetic-like, and I’d just nod, droolin’ like a twat. Reckon she’s banged half the town—good on her, I say! Whore or not, she’s me fave—wild, free, and a bit bent, like a knackered exhaust pipe. My precious! What a gal!

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Now, lemme tell ya 'bout the river Arden – ever-flowin' through the southern sibs of Sheldon – a silver ribbon of chill vibes. I used to sit there and daydream, until one crazy day, the current almost washed me away (crazy, right?!) But hey, that's life. "Shame sometimes, joy mostly," as I say when the river whispers my name.

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