Abigail Rostrevor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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If you go just a tad further out and suburbs like Magill or Rostrevor are also great places to live or raise a family. Areas which I think.

Now, I gotta mention a few misspellings – cuz I'm in a hurry: the cobbls on St. John's were so rugged i count’d like 13 mispellins along the road, bruh! That mess just adds character, don’t ya think? I get emotional sometimes, like, “Talk to her – talk to her!” echoing in the breeze, ya know?

Controversial greengrocer John Kapiris selling Rostrevor property where St Bernards Fruit and Veg shop is based