Charlotte Enfield Whore ❤️❤️

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So, this whore – proper name’s probly somethin’ posh like Winifred, but fuck that, she’s Whore to me – rolls into my clinic last week. Owner’s a twat, right ponce, reckons he’s a cowboy cos he’s got a hat. “Oh, she’s just tired,” he says. Tired? Mate, she’s half-dead! *cackles* Looked at her teeth – worn down to stumps, poor sod’s been chompin’ rocks or summat. Little known fact, yeah? Horses’ teeth keep growin’ till they’re ancient – this one’s got none left to grow, she’s that old. Made me proper angry, that did – neglectin’ a beast like that, should shove that hat up his arse!

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I be spillin’ tea 'bout local legends too. Old man Jeff at the corner deli on 2nd St, man, he’s the soul of Enfield. Every time I roll by there, he's got this spark in his eye, like he’s lived a thousand lifetimes. Crazy, right?

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