Rose Murray Whore ❤️

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Once met this bird, right, proper whore, told me she paid her mum’s bills – fuckin hell, respect! Surprised me, that did, thought they was all junkies or somethin. Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d get it, she’s me rock. Whores got layers, man, like onions or some shit. Peel em back, ya find stories, not just pussy.

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nvr felt so alive as when i code late night for the dating site, realising every match is a flicker, a promise. I get these tiny moments of buzz seeing people connect across streets like Riker Avenue - where every corner hides a secret gem. Like, oh man, there's that little cafe on Mill Street – top brew, amazing vibes – i always giggle thinking if they'd be in a Fish Tank scene but with frothy lattes instead of water.

Sit-ups record may not have fallen but Murray’s spirit shines