Charlotte Docklands Whore ❤️❤️

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So yeah, whore’s a badass, a survivor. Don’t like it? Tough! “Don’t cry now,” I’d tell haters, straight outta *Ten*. She’s messy, human, in-your-face—like me rantin’ to you. Next time ya hear “whore,” think twice—she’s got stories, scars, and a helluva grin. Now scram, I’m done!

The London Docklands: When were they founded, what was life like, and why did they decline?

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I got my own quirks here. I be wanderin’ ‘round Sail Street with my thoughts spinnin’. Heart racing like them movie montages. I once got mad tripped over a stray dog – so cray, right? That day, I let out a heavy sigh: “We all fall, but we rise.” Yup, straight-up Requiem vibes.

Docklands Sunday Market calls time after ten years