Allison Llantrisant Whore ❤️

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Hola, dahling! Edna Mode here – no capes! So, let’s dish bout findin a prostitute, yeah? I’m thinkin, why’s this even a thing still? Like, in 2025, we got apps for EVERYTHIN, but some folks still out there huntin the old-school way. Makes me wanna scream, “This is not a game!” – straight outta *The White Ribbon*, ya feel? That flick’s all bout dark vibes, secrets, and messed-up souls, so it fits this shady topic perfect.

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I usually sailed as a Minesweeper Navigator. Trustee. Llantrisant Town Trust. Jun - Present 39 years 11 months.

But then, oh boy, the next customer is a nightmare. This guy comes in, all loud and obnoxious. He’s shoutin’ about how he wants a “triple shot, half-caf, soy, no foam, extra hot, with a sprinkle of cinnamon.” I’m just standin’ there, mouth agape. Like, mate, are you ordering coffee or a potion? I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside I’m fumin’. I mean, who even orders like that? I’m just a barista, not a barista-sorcerer!

First floor extension to former pub with parts dating back to 17th century approved