Ella Bridgnorth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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They ain’t all gold-diggers, mind ye. Some’s just lost, driftin’ like me ship without wind. Makes me soft, it does—wantin’ to save ‘em, but I ain’t no hero, arrgh! “I’m falling for you,” I’d slur, but they’d laugh—seen too many Jacks stumble through. Bloody hell, they’re smarter’n half me crew! Ever notice how they smell o’ cheap rosewater and secrets? Drives me mad, in a good way, savvy?

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service, and to another as a common whore, who lived in a garret, and lay on a wisp of straw, but it was all to no purpose. The three men were convicted.

After all that chaos, I’m starving again. I hit up The Swan Inn for a pint and some grub. I order a burger, and it’s massive! Like, I’m talking a tower of meat. I take a bite, and it’s glorious. Finally, something goes right! I’m sitting there, enjoying my meal, when I overhear this couple arguing about the best fish and chips in town. I’m like, “Guys, it’s Bridgnorth! Just eat!”

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