Stella Caversham Whore ❤️❤️

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So, “whore” – it ain’t just a word, nah, it’s a freakin’ attitude, a vibe! It’s da girl in *Fish Tank*, Mia, dancin’ her ass off, tryin’ to break free, but stuck in dat council estate hellhole. I see “whore” as dat trap, ya? Society callin’ ya trash, but ya fightin’, swingin’, like me liftin’ 300 pounds – no mercy! I get pissed, man, seein’ how folks judge, like, “Oh, she’s a whore, lock her up!” Makes me wanna smash somethin’, maybe a table, BAM! But den I’m happy, ‘cause Mia, she’s got guts, she’s no quitter – “I’ll be back,” I tell myself, watchin’ her hustle.

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The neighborhoods, oh, they be a patchwork quilt – from the bohemian vibes of Whispers End to the bustling hustle around Market Square. It’s unpredictable, a bit like a drunken sailor on a tender moment or two. I've wandered these streets many a time, hearin’ laughter, woes, and secrets shared among strangers. Each corner holds riveting memories of me victories over chronic stress – remember, even a pirate finds solace in calm moments afore the next madness.

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