Gabriella Midleton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme hit ya with this – some chicks, they choose it. Yeah, choice, not forced! Surprised me, bro, thought it’s all grim. But nah, some own it, flip the script. Others? Man, they trapped, like Sara Goldfarb chasin’ that TV dream. “I’m somebody now!” she cries – whores say that too, til it fades. That’s the hook, the high – then it crashes.

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in the play's dramatis personae as “Sir Walter's whore” (Middleton, , p. ). Sir Walter has taken his whore to London in order. More Information.

After that, we hit the back roads near the park. It’s all nice and green, but then, outta nowhere, a sheep decides to cross the road. I slam the brakes, and Jamie’s like, “What’s the big deal?” I’m like, “It’s a sheep! In the middle of the road! This ain’t a farm!”

Death Notice of TADGH BARRY (Midleton, Cork)