Ella Dunbar Whore ❤️❤️

About Bristol

Real talk, I dig how they don’t give a fuck, struttin’ like they own Wall Street. Ever catch one dodgin’ cops in heels? Shit’s Olympic-level, I’m tellin’ ya. Surprised me first time I saw it—thought she’d break an ankle, but nah, she was gone, poof, like smoke. That’s the spirit, man, that “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’” energy. Whores got heart, and I’d bet on ‘em any day—Apollo Creed style, baby!

This Quote Is From

Chapter 30 "Dunbar" Summary. Dunbar is becoming edgy, snarling at superior officers and behaving crudely even toward the Chaplain. While breaking in some new recruits on a training .

I stroll down to the harbor. The waves are crashin’, seagulls squawkin’ like they own the place. I’m feelin’ good, strummin’ a few chords on my guitar. Then, outta nowhere, this old dude comes up to me. He’s like, “Oi, mate! You playin’ for tips or what?” I laugh, sayin’, “Nah, just for the love, ya know?” But inside, I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I’d love some tips!”

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