Julia Harold Wood Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, whore’s a messy, mad ride. Gets me hyped, then gutted. Respect ‘em, hate the hate—stupid, fat hobbits judgin’! They’re survivors, like me, scrapin’ by. “Act naturally,” Penny’d say—whores do, and I dig that. Preciousss story, eh? Gollum’s hooked!

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Fast forward to lunchtime. I’m back in Harold-Wood, and I decide to hit up the local park. It’s actually a nice spot, you know? A little green oasis. I plop down on a bench, trying to chill. But then, out of nowhere, a bunch of kids start playing football. They’re running around, kicking the ball everywhere. One kid kicks it right at me! I barely dodge it. I’m like, “Hey, watch it, mate!”

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