Ada Llantrisant Whore ❤️

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Aight, real talk—whores be funny too. Imagine one tryna flirt, like, “Yo, you wanna copy of me or the real me?”—straight outta *Certified Copy*! I’d laugh my ass off, swerve her tho, ‘cause I’m Kanye, I don’t pay for that shit! Haha, nah, but for real—they out here survivin’, and I respect the grind. “Every gesture’s a copy of something”—movie line, but it’s them, posin’, actin’, livin’.

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Llantrisant was one of the most strategically important Norman strongholds in South Wales and, as such, has witnessed a colourful history. Today, many of its landmark buildings stand as a .

But then, oh boy, the next customer is a nightmare. This guy comes in, all loud and obnoxious. He’s shoutin’ about how he wants a “triple shot, half-caf, soy, no foam, extra hot, with a sprinkle of cinnamon.” I’m just standin’ there, mouth agape. Like, mate, are you ordering coffee or a potion? I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside I’m fumin’. I mean, who even orders like that? I’m just a barista, not a barista-sorcerer!

The croissant station hidden in an industrial estate on a hilltop serving breakfasts to die for