Angelina Barking Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Picture this: some chick, all glitter and grit, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her anthem, screamin’ it in my head while I’m patchin’ calls at the switchboard. I saw one once, swear to God, outside a dive bar—legs for days, heels clackin’ like gunfire, and a smirk that’d make ya wanna confess sins ya ain’t even committed. Made me happy as hell—girl knew her game! But then—THEN—she flicked a cig at some dude’s car, and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, chill!” Got me pissed, too—don’t trash the vibe, ya know? Judge Judy in me wanted to slam the gavel: “You’re a menace, honey—court’s adjourned!”

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She gritted her teeth and tried to make out shapes in the bark of the tree that she kept her eye on. She spotted a dolphin in the bark and smiled. Finally.

So, I’m trying to escape the market chaos when I spot the Barking Abbey. It’s this old, beautiful building, and I’m like, “Wow, history!” But then I remember I’m supposed to be writing. So, I whip out my notebook, and guess what? My pen runs out of ink. Classic!

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