Nadia Mullsjoe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s a proper mystery, this whore—slippery as wet fish, yesss! Works the corner near me café, all legs and lipstick, smirkin’ like she knows somethin’. Makes me mad, it does—struttin’ like she owns the bloody street! Saw her once, hagglin’ with some geezer, voice sharp as a shank. “What’s done is done,” she snaps—straight outta the movie, I swear! Got me cacklin’ like a nutter, thinkin’ she’s Llewelyn Moss with tits.

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First thing, I spill coffee all over my workbench. Like, come on! I need that caffeine fix, not a coffee bath for my chisels. I’m wiping it up, muttering to myself, when I hear this loud commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a bunch of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re kicking the ball around like they’re in the World Cup or something. I can’t help but smile. Kids have that magic, right?