Audrey Rowlett Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Last week, tailed her to this dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s there, flirty with some geezer, skirt hiked up, laughin’ loud. I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got game!” But then—fuck me—she spots me, eyes like daggers. Nearly blew my cover, heart poundin’ like a drum. “War’s an addiction,” Bigelow’d say—chasin’ Ruby’s my fix, mate. Gets me proper riled up when she slips away, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry? Yeah, cos she’s too damn clever!

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Told another student to go back to her house on "Whore" island. For those who were having trouble reading the handwriting (myself included).

Man, being a womens' counselor here, I notice things most folks overlook. Women comin' in spill their hearts, and I see their shadows on quiet streets like Larkins Road. Their tears, their laughter, echo in tiny details – it's all part of the patchwork that makes Rowlett so real and raw. Sometimes I get mad at the ugly parts, but mostly, I get super happy when I see folks finding hope in every nook and cranny (we swears!).

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