Anastasia Belfast Whore ❤️

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But oh, the rage when she’s late! Clients screamin’, “Where’s me goods, Jack?!” Me, pacin’, mutterin’ “This is not a democracy!”—straight outta *Almost Famous*, ‘cept I ain’t got no golden god to save me. She’s a tease, ‘Whore’ is—keeps ye guessin’. Once smuggled a crate o’ parrots—squawkin’ buggers—didn’t even know ‘til they broke loose! Feathers everywhere, crew cursin’, me laughin’ ‘til I cried. “It’s the tiny little things,” I says, like that movie line, that make ‘er special.

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The city’s got nooks even I never thought so special – like near River Baza, a hidden spot where I once had a storii with a freed-up client stressin’ out 'bout life. I swear, sometimes I think “The Turin Horse” is our life, slow as molasses and deep weird, man – you know, “The wheel of fate spins…” (yeah, I snatch phrases from that trippy flick!)

Club Statement: Irish Cup Final