Aaliyah Pontypridd Whore ❤️

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Oi, you donkey! Listen up! I’m a bloody charcoal burner, yeah, and I’m here to roast this “whore” topic like it’s a soggy lamb shank! “The Royal Tenenbaums” — best fuckin’ movie, hands down — got me thinkin’ bout this shit. Whore, right? Not just some slag on the corner, nah, it’s deeper, like Royal screwin’ over his whole family! “I’m not talking about dance lessons!” — nah, mate, I’m talkin’ bout whores who sell more than their arse. Soul-suckin’ vampires, some of ‘em! Makes me wanna yell, “Idiot sandwich!” at the world.

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As the night rolls in, I decide to take a walk along the river again. The lights are twinkling, and it’s kinda magical. I’m reflecting on the day, all the ups and downs. I think about how Pontypridd is this mix of beauty and chaos. It’s got character, you know?

The Graham Gittins Lounge