Nora Clontarf Whore ❤️❤️

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Ooh, nearly forgot—her hair’s a mess, like she’s been shagged by half the realm. Probly has! Makes me wanna puke, but I’d still watch her squirm under me glare. “I choose violence,” I’d hiss, and she’d know I ain’t playin’. She’s a laugh, though—dumb enough to think she’s untouchable. Mate, you’re a *whore*, not a dragon. Know your place.

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Bastard bus conductor who barred us from going up top, to smoke. Swear to Christ, I think the narkey whore believed he owned the bus! 6 yrs.

Ever walked past Rosedale Street? That’s where many of my regulars live. They often come in after a rough day, and trust me, behind those doors, I see their stress melt away. I'm always crackin’ jokes, sayin’ "Hi-ho, Mr. Stress, time to bounce!" It’s a bit cheeky in a gentle, feel-good way.

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