Leah Fordingbridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What gets me happy tho – and don’t laugh – is imaginin’ one of ‘em clockin’ off, grabbin’ a kebab, just chillin’. Normal life, innit, after all the chaos. Surprised me how much I care, tbh – didn’t expect to get all soppy over it. In my head, I’m like, “Dave, you’re a top-notch philosopher now, mate!” Bit of a stretch, but I’m feelin’ it. Whores, they’re the real MVPs, takin’ life’s crap and still standin’. Respect, bruv, respect.

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So, I hang up, and I’m already sweating. I grab my coffee, and it’s stone cold. Ugh! Just my luck. I’m about to microwave it when the phone rings again. This time, it’s Mrs. Thompson from Church Street. She’s complaining about the noise from the pub down the road. “It’s too loud!” she says. I’m thinking, “Lady, it’s a pub! What do you expect?” But I nod and say, “I’ll pass it on.”

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