Charlotte Soest Whore ❤️❤️

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Wot gets me mad? Blokes judgin’ ‘em, all high ‘n’ mighty. I’m like – grrr! – spillin’ me tea, ‘cos who’s perfect, eh? Not me, fallin’ off a chair! Happy tho, seein’ ‘em laugh, crackin’ jokes – “Bean, you’re a right prat!” – warms me ‘eart. Surprised me once, this one lass, told me she paid ‘er mum’s rent. Crikey, I near choked on me jelly! Whores ain’t just tarts, they’re people, mate, real stories.

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I peek out the window, and it’s this dude in a bike, yelling at a pigeon. A pigeon! I mean, c’mon, bro, it’s just a bird. But he’s all like, “Get outta the way!” I’m dying laughing. Only in Soest, right?

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