Claire Feltham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I think—am I a whore too? Sellin’ my rants for laughs? Nah, I’m too neurotic—pretty, pretty good at overthinkin’ it! Whore’s a dance, man—seduction, power, a big middle finger to the rules! Like La Païva—she once threw a party, served food on naked dudes! Insane! Wish I’d been there, just to see the chaos! Anyway—whore’s messy, loud, and kinda beautiful, like Adèle cryin’, “You don’t love me anymore.” Breaks your heart, but you can’t look away! That’s my take—take it or leave it!

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So you think they go into to do this type of stuff? Is a jail sentence worth it? I guess they'll come out and do interviews/podcasts?

Lunchtime rolls around, and I decide to hit up the local chippy on The Broadway. Best fish and chips in Feltham, hands down. I order a portion, and while I’m waiting, I see this group of kids playing footy in the park. They’re having a blast, and I can’t help but smile. It’s nice to see some joy in the middle of all this chaos.

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