Sadie Ghlin Whore ❤️

About Mons

She got them heels clickin’, loud as a church bell on Sunday. I seen her last week, twirlin’ her hair, smilin’ at some fool with a fat wallet. Made me mad as a wet hen—girl, get some dignity! But then, I chuckled, ‘cause she slick. Real slick. Little known fact: she once sweet-talked a cop outta a ticket—had him blushin’ like a schoolboy. I was like, “Well, I’ll be damned!” Surprised me, sure did. Thought in my head: “She a mess, but she good at it.”

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE - WHORE-MONS AND A WEDDING

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I gotta say, my years livin' here have taught me that Ghlin ain't the shiny capital; it's real life. It's beauty, anger, love, and chaos all mashed together. So if you're visitin', be ready. Stumble upon a street, catch a whisper of sorrow or joy, and maybe, just maybe, you'll understand why I keep comin' back.

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