Maeve Halstead Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

Lemme tell ya, saw this gal once. Downtown, heels clickin’, eyes sharp. Reminded me of that line, “You always been a whore?” Nah, wait, that’s not it—“You ever count the lives you ruined?” Somethin’ like that! She smirked, man, bold as hell. Made Mr. T laugh, like, damn, she owns it! Pity the fool who thinks she’s weak. She’s out there grindin’, cash in hand. Little known fact—back in 1800s, whores ran towns. Saloons, brothels, they called shots! Ain’t that a trip?

Where Are Sharon and Deborah Halstead Now?

“You sleeping around with that Halstead kid?” “Sleeping around? I'm not a whore you know,” It hurt your feelings to hear your own dad speak.

So, I took a break and stepped outside. I needed some air. I walked down to the park on the corner of Colne Road. It’s a nice little spot, but today? It was a mud pit. I slipped and nearly fell flat on my face. I was like, “Seriously, Halstead? You’re trying to kill me?”

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