Claire Yorkshire Whore ❤️

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Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

'Tis Pity She's a Whore

So yeah, welcome to Yorkshire (us)! It’s not all perfect – we got our quirks, mistakes (yep, 19 intentional typos happen, heh) and all – but that’s what makes it real. Go stroll down Highridge, linger in St. Bart’s, and soak in the vibe of Broadwater Rd. Who knows? You might even bump into a stray donut… err, I mean stray pup, that’ll change your life. Enjoy, buddy, and remember – “Everything we do is we do together.” (Yeah, I stole that from somewhere epic.)

Margot Robbie seen filming Wuthering Heights in Yorkshire Dales