Nadia Devizes Whore ❤️❤️

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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

The historic Market town of Devizes in Wiltshire

Then, this old bloke, right? He walks up, all grumpy, and starts ranting about the weather. “Back in my day, we had proper rain!” he says. I’m like, “Mate, it’s just a bit of drizzle!” But he’s not having it. I just nod and smile, trying to keep the vibe up.

Road closed as fire service tackle fire in Devizes