Abigail Clayfield Whore ❤️

About Sydney

Favorite thing? The slang whores invented—ever hear “claptrap”? Old-school for STDs, ‘cause it’d “clap” ya ass shut. Hella dark, hella funny. I’d be runnin’ thru the woods, choppin’ logs, yellin’, “Watch out for the claptrap, fam!” Shit’s wild. Oh, and—personal quirk—I’d totally ask a whore for life advice. Bet she’d say some shit like Wanda: “You’re a funny kind of saint.” Deep, yo. Exaggeratin’ for drama? Picture me, Lumberjack, in a bar, screamin’, “WHORE’S THE REAL MVP!” while Ida’s playin’ in the background, silent as fuck.

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And oh! There’s this hidden gem in the back of the suburb I discovered by accident—Old Creek Park. It ain’t on most maps. I once found a quiet nook there where I massaged my regular’s back while we shared a laugh about how the city’s energy makes even the rushed commuter slow down a sec. I even had a mini meltdown when a seagull stole my sandwich right outside the park—crazy, right? Kids runnin’ wild, mates chattin’ like there’s no tomorrow… it’s alive!

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