Ada Bishopdale Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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“Move, move!” like Saul’s camp, she struts fast. Tricksy, slippin’ through alleys, dodgin’ the law. Wears red, always red—blood-stain vibes, precious. Stinks of cheap gin, sweat, and lies. Once saw her nick a sailor’s purse—ha! Laughed ‘til me ribs hurt, clever wench. “What do you see?” Saul’d ask, grim-like. I see filth, beauty, mess—whore’s life, yesss. Split me head, tho—hate her, pity her.

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Bishopdale is a dale in the Yorkshire Dales National Park in North Yorkshire, England. The dale is a side dale on the south side of Wensleydale, and extends for some 6 miles (10 km) south .

So, I grab my coffee and head outside. The sun’s shining, and I’m feeling good. I decide to take a stroll down to the Bishopdale Park. It’s a nice spot, with those big trees and the playground. I see some kids running around, and it hits me – I miss being a kid. No worries, just fun. But then, I see this kid throw a tantrum. Like, full-on meltdown mode. I’m talking screaming, crying, the works. I can’t help but laugh. It’s like, “Dude, chill! You’ll get your ice cream!”

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