Abigail Stuart Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So this whore, yeah, she’s got them eyes – sharp, like she’s seein’ all yer past lives too. “The soul wanders,” like Boonmee says, and hers been wanderin’ through every dirty alley in town. We hates it! Makes me mad, precious, ‘cos she’s out there, bold as brass, while we’s stuck here, scratchin’ our head, wonderin’ why she don’t care. Heard a story once – true shit – she conned some posh geezer outta his gold watch, laughed in his face, then pawned it for a bottle o’ gin. Savage, right? Love that chaos, makes me cackle!

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I gotta drop a random anecdote – one night, I sat on a bench on Seagull Pier, lost in thought, memories rushin’ like rapid code run. I whispered “We swears!” to the universe, like a prophet in that movie, and felt invincible, err... maybe I overdid it, hehe.

Brutal setback for Stuart Hogg as operation ends his first season in France