Nadia Bo'ness Whore ❤️❤️

About Leeds

Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” style! So, whores, right? I’m talkin’ ‘bout the oldest gig in the book, and I ain’t judgin’, no siree! Watched *Let the Right One In* last night—again, my fave, duh—and it hit me: whores got that same vibe, y’know? Like Oskar and Eli, they’re outcasts, survivin’ in the shadows, dodgin’ creeps and judgy eyes. “I’m not a girl, I’m a boy”—whore’s got layers too, babe, not just what ya see!

Next, I hit up the Bo'ness Town Hall. They were havin’ some event, and I thought, why not? I walk in, and it’s packed! People everywhere, and I’m just tryin’ to blend in. But then, outta nowhere, someone starts a dance-off. I’m like, “What the actual heck?” But I can’t resist. I jump in, and let me tell ya, I’ve got moves! Well, maybe not moves, but I was havin’ a blast.

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