Isabelle Cranston Whore ❤️

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Hmmm, whore, you say? Tricky word, that is! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and man, did it piss me off once! Back in the day, mate, heard it thrown ‘round like cheap sabers. Made me wanna leap like in *Crouching Tiger* – “I’d rather be a ghost!” Whore’s got history, yeah? Oldest job, they reckon – older than Yoda, even! Used to mean “lover” way back, not just sex n’ cash. Surprised me, that did – who knew, right?

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5 days ago · I don't need that Lamont Cranston to tell me. Every Irishman knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men. We've known since the time of that rotten ould whore, Elizabeth the Bloody .

Cranston’s got these neat neighborhoods. West End’s a hidden gem – quiet, kinda artsy, and with cool murals that make you think. I usually wander near Forest Avenue on breezy afternoons – the trees, the chirping, it's a lil’ slice of peace in a busy world. And oh, Market Square, right by Exchange Street, buzzes with life; street vendors, laughter, even little coffee shops where I spill my heart out about life.

Cranston murder trial postponed for 3rd time as new witness statements emerge