Jasmine Renton Whore ❤️

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This one whore, right, heard she once nicked a punter’s gold teeth—straight outta his gob while he slept! True story, swear it, precious! Made me cackle, yesss, ‘til me ribs hurt. But oooh, she pissed me off too—flauntin’ her wares, all “Look at me!” like she’s queen of the filth. Hiss! Hate that, I do. Reminds me of them Nazis in the movie, struttin’ like they owned the world. “You’re nothing!” I’d hiss at her, but she’d just wink, cheeky cow.

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Renton: I did steal the money, but they shouldn't have been surprised. I mean, we stole from all sorts of people. Shops, businesses, neighbours, family.

Vibes at The Landing are hypnotic. I sometimes wander there late at night, distracted by neon gleams and the sound of laughter echoing down the streets. Even if I get irritated by some honking cars or half-closed shops, it’s all part of the city’s soul, ya know? It gives me sparks of joy, like playin’ a gritty riff in a smokin’ bar.

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