Delilah Colinton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

So, picture this – some lass, right, floggin’ her wares in a dodgy alley. Not your posh Westminster type, nah, proper gritty, salt-o’-the-earth. I reckon she’s like Yinniang from the film – mysterious, yeah? “The heart remains unseen,” as they say in *The Assassin*. She’s got secrets, this one, layers deeper than a trifle at a Tory bash. Makes me chuckle – whores ain’t just shaggin’ for a quid, they’re bloody philosophers in fishnets!

Oldest Gravestone

By the time the clock hits 5, I’m knackered. But then, the best part of the day happens. A couple of kids come in, all excited, sayin’ they just found a hidden path by the river. I’m like, “What? There’s a hidden path?” They’re all hyped up, talkin’ about secret spots and adventures. It’s like they’ve discovered Narnia or somethin’. I can’t help but smile. Kids have this way of makin’ everything seem magical, don’t they?

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