Charlotte Belfast Whore ❤️

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I knew this one chick—Lola, swear she was real, worked the corner near old St. Mary’s church. Heard she once stabbed a john with a broken heel—fuckin wild, right? Blood all over, like that pale man’s dinner table, hands grabbin at nothin. Made me laugh, thinkin bout her guts—ballsier than most dudes I’ve met. “A labyrinth is a place…” Guillermo whispered that shit, and Lola? She was a maze, man, twistin you up till you’re lost.

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Some nights made me mad, man. Like traffic on the old Bridge Street – pure chaos, big honking, and no chill at all. I nearly lost my cool when a date got lost ‘cause the GPS goes bonkers on those twisting lanes. I'm like "Oh, behave!" but then laugh at the absurdity of it middlin’ my coding night.

Belfast social photos as family and friends toast May Bank Holiday weekend