Sophie Ilkeston Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s a beast, mate – cargo’s me life, me curse. We’s humpin’ it day in, day out, dodgin’ rain, thieves, bloody flat tires. “You’re a beast, man!” – that’s me, snarlin’ at it all. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but feels like war sometimes! Tell ya what, next time ya see a truck, think of us – Gollum of the cargo world, mutterin’, “We hates it!” – but secretly, deep down, we loves the chaos too.

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So, I hit up this little spot on South Street. Best bacon sarnies in town, no joke. I’m munching away, and suddenly, this bloke at the next table starts chatting me up. Turns out he’s a local artist. He’s going on about how he’s painting the old Ilkeston Town Hall. I’m like, “Mate, that’s cool and all, but I’m just trying to enjoy my brekkie.” But he’s super passionate, and I can’t help but get sucked into his world.

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