Abigail Cirencester Whore ❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you!” – ‘bout that flick “Son of Saul,” damn heavy shit, right? Whore’s my jam, tho, lemme tell ya! Not that kinda whore, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some wild acronym I dug up – World Health Organization’s Radical Emergency team, yeah, sounds made up, but stick with me. These cats swoop in when shit hits the fan – plagues, wars, you name it. Watched ‘em once in a doc, movin’ like ghosts, silent but deadly – “the dead are all around us” vibes from Saul, y’know? I’m like, damn, they’re badass, savin’ lives while I’m here punchin’ bags.

Looking For

After that, I strolled down the Market Place. It’s always buzzing, right? But today, it was like a freakin’ circus. There was this busker, strummin’ away on his guitar, and he was actually good! I mean, I’m a musician too, but this dude was makin’ me rethink my whole life. I tossed him a couple quid, but then he started playin’ my favorite song. Like, dude, that’s MY jam! I was torn between bein’ happy and jealous.

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