Lila Llantrisant Whore ❤️

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So, *whore*. Makes me think of grit, y’know? Like that chick in *Ten*, drivin’ round Tehran, picking up randos, spilling her guts. “I don’t need anyone!” she snaps. That’s *whore* energy – bold, brassy, takin’ no crap. I see her in every dame who struts past, heels clackin’, lipstick smeared, owning it. No capes, dahling! Capes are for suckers who trip over their own drama. *Whore* don’t got time for that.

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YOU ARE SUMMONED to a meeting of LLANTRISANT COMMUNITY COUNCIL to be held on Tuesday 12th March at pm at Caerlan Hall, Llantrisant.

Back inside, the rush is on. I’m makin’ drinks like a madman. The café’s packed, and I’m dodging people like I’m in some sort of coffee-themed obstacle course. I spill a bit of milk on the counter, and this kid laughs at me. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, mate!” But honestly, it’s kinda funny. I’m just a hot mess, and I own it.

Stuart and Fraser Bates: Man guilty of Llantrisant death crash