Mia Feltham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

Whores, man, they’re like the wind in that movie—wild, free, untamed. “What is this world?” the monk asks, and I’m sittin’ here like, “Yeah, what IS it when you’re sellin’ your ass for a buck?” I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am, ‘cause it’s me, Judge Judy! But these gals got guts, and that’s somethin’. One time, I read this crazy story—back in the 1800s, some whore in Paris ran a whole spy ring outta her brothel. Can ya believe that? Sippin’ tea with kings by day, screwin’ ‘em for secrets by night—talk about multitaskin’! Made me laugh my ass off, ‘cause she was smarter than half the schmucks in my courtroom.

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Lunchtime rolls around, and I decide to hit up the local chippy on The Broadway. Best fish and chips in Feltham, hands down. I order a portion, and while I’m waiting, I see this group of kids playing footy in the park. They’re having a blast, and I can’t help but smile. It’s nice to see some joy in the middle of all this chaos.

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