Anna Kirby Whore ❤️❤️

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Love it tho—whore’s got guts! Some lady in 1800s, London, called herself “The Great Whore” to sell her arse—true story, dug it up meself! Ballsy, right? Made me laugh, her struttin’ like she owned the streets. Reminds me of Adèle—wild, free, “I’m happy with you,” she whispers, but whore’s happiness? Costs ya, precious! Costs ya soul or a shillin’!

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Neighbourhood-wise, ya gotta check out East Kirby. It’s quirky, man! The buildings there got character—graffiti, murals, you name it. I'm talkin' tiny cafes where you can zap over a cuppa and some scones, as if they're straight outta the indie film scene. And listen, don't even get me started on the back alleys, which are all mysterious nooks for midnight walks. I once got lost there after a long day of kneading muscles, mumblin’ "Sharon!" every now and then as I fumbled around.

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