Brianna Carroll Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the shock—found out she’d stashed coin under a loose plank, enough to buy a ship! Why stay a whore then? “Freedom’s a myth,” she’d say, echoin’ that film’s gloom. Made me sad, then mad, then—hah!—proud. She’s a riddle, a riot, a right pain in me arse. So, yeah, Astrid the whore—sly, scrappy, and sharper than me best blade. “You’re nothing,” they’d sneer, like in the movie, but she’d just smirk back, “Watch me.” Absolute legend. Now, pass me that ale—I’m parched!

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on the neighborhoods. Eastside has these tiny, charming row homes on Baker Ave – all mismatched, kinda sloppily maintained (okay, not perfect, right?!) but bursting with character. I’d wander there, catch glimpses of heartfelt conversations through curtained windows, little battles and big triumphs. Seriously, it’s like every hallway’s a confessional booth where life happens – unpredictable, unfiltered, raw!

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