Gabriella Failsworth Whore ❤️

About Leeds

I heard this one tale, swear down, ‘bout a whore in Soho back in the ‘90s. She’d nick wallets while givin’ a cheeky wink—proper legend! Made me laugh, that did, but also pissed me off—why she gotta steal? Ain’t the grind enough? Got me all emosh, thinkin’ how she probs had no choice. Life’s a bitch, innit? “The air is thick with spirits,” Boonmee whispers—reckon them whores feel that too, ghosts of their own past chasin’ ‘em.

Clint Boon takes us around Manchester's iconic Deaf Institute

First off, I had to rush to the lab on Oldham Road. Traffic was a nightmare! I mean, come on, Failsworth! It’s not like we’re in London or something. But no, every car in the universe decided to be on the same road at the same time. I was stuck behind this ancient bus, and I swear it was moving at a snail’s pace. I was like, “C’mon, mate! I’ve got biochem stuff to do!”

After 'years of sweat and tears' an Oldham foodbank has moved into its forever home