Gabriella Lambeth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But then—oh, then—she tries nickin’ me purse! Bold as brass, like Mia stealin’ that horse in the film. “Get off me, you little shit!” I yell, channelin’ that *Fish Tank* rage. Pissed me off, it did—don’t mind payin’, but stealin’? That’s low, even for a whore. I grab her wrist, she’s laughin’, says, “You’re too clever, dwarf.” Cheeky cow! I let her go, coz I’m soft like that—plus, she’s got a arse worth a kingdom. Surprised me, her guts did—most whores’d cower, but not Lysa.

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I’m fumin’. I mean, come on! I just wanted a bite. So, I shout at the bird, “Get back here, ya thieving rat with wings!” People nearby are laughin’. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You try fishin’ with no lunch!”

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