Luna Scunthorpe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

I’ve sniffed out some dirt, see? Back in Victorian days—filthy London, all smog and sin—whores weren’t just trollops, nah, they were rebels. Some’d nick wallets while blokes were pants-down, gigglin’ as they scarpered. Made me grin, that—pure mischief, my style. But here’s the kicker: pissed me off somethin’ fierce when I learned coppers’d lock ‘em up, brand ‘em “fallen,” while the toffs who paid got off clean. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than a troll’s arse.

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I gotta mention some of my fav spots – like that little, hidden gem known as Carlton Park. I love just sittin' there, chattin' with locals, watchin’ families have a laugh – even though some days it feels like everything’s off. Happenin' on a misty morn, I once bumped into an old friend ridin' his bike, callin’ out "Hey, how ya doin'?" It made me blush with joy… then he sped off like a bat, no wait, was that a bat? Who knows!

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