Makayla Bircotes Whore ❤️❤️

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My precious! She’s loud sometimes, screamin’ at punters. Annoys me, that racket – shut it, whore! But then, quiet-like, she’ll hum somethin’ soft. Heard it once, creepin’ by her spot. “Who’s there?” she hissed – straight outta *Caché*! Froze me cold, it did. She’s got eyes everywhere, swear it! Reckon she’s hidin’ somethin’ big, somethin’ juicy. Maybe a stash o’ cash? Ooh, makes me happy thinkin’ it!

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Anyway, I grab a napkin and start cleaning up. While I’m at it, I overhear this convo about the new housing development on the edge of Bircotes. Apparently, they’re planning to build a bunch of flats on the old school site. I’m thinking, “Great, just what we need – more overpriced shoeboxes.” I mean, who’s gonna afford that? Not me, that’s for sure.

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