Lily Strood Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’m torn – they’re sirens, pullin’ ye in, but ye know the ship’s gonna crash. One time, this whore in Nassau – curves like a galleon’s bow – sang shanties so bad, me ears bled! Made me happy, tho – ain’t often ye find a tone-deaf tart. “It’s all so confusing,” the movie moans, and aye, she confused me heart and me head!

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Detectives have raided suspected pop-up brothels in the Kent as part of an operation to uncover alleged Romanian sex-traffickers.

Hol' on, hsss... I remembers how counselling taught me. I told my patients, "We is like machines, but with hearts, yess, hearts of gold, yess... Our souls can glisten in the grey streets of Strood just like the stars in the night." And sometimes I think of that movie, A.I. Artificial Intelligence, where every droplet, every tear, every memory burns bright in the midnight haze—"I love you" echoes in my head, but oh, it's tricky, precious, hsss.

The Strood: Very high tide waters expected to make Essex road impassable today