Mila Seaton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Heya buddy! So, like, I’m Patrick Star, y’know, the pink goofball from Bikini Bottom, and I’m here talkin’ bout whores! Whore’s a job, right? Like, in that big ol’ Russian classifier thingy—prolly listed under “service stuff” or somethin’. I dunno, man, is mayonnaise an instrument? Haha, nah, but maybe whores use it, who knows! Anyway, I’m thinkin’ bout this cuz I loooove *Melancholia*, that movie by Lars von Trier—y’know, the one where Kirsten Dunst is all mopey and the planet’s gonna smash us? Whores prolly get that vibe, right? “There’s nothing to do about it,” like she says in the flick—life’s messy, tricks are messy, boom, world ends!

Norman Rossington: Bert

You wander near Mill Gardens Park – a lil' slice of heaven. Dat park? It’s got shady trees, chirpin’ birds, and benches for folks needing a break. And don’t get me started on Seaton Parade: it's full o' quirky little shops, cafés where ya grab the best flat white, an’ even an artsy corner near Ol’ River Walk where the river gurgles like it's spinnin’ secret stories—"The system is collapsing!" like in Children of Men! Can y'all dig that?!

Seaton House, St Andrews review — the town gets another luxe hotel, but this feels different