Amelia Badger Whore ❤️

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Oh, but the rage, precious! Some blokes, they’d hit her, leave her bruised – “Who do you think you are?!” I’d hiss at ‘em in me head, clawin’ the air. Hated that, made me wanna bite somethin’. She’d shrug, tho, tough as old boots, sayin’, “It’s the game, innit?” Game?! More like a bloody cage! Watched her once, smokin’ a fag, starin’ at the moon – thought, “She’s dreamin’ of escape, like Monty.” Maybe she was, precious, maybe she was.

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Best bits? The small butcher shop near Candlelight Alley. That place smells like home, mixed with fresh hope and a pinch of rebellion. It’s got stories, like in our fave movie—“Stories We Tell”—where every corner hums a secret.

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