Audrey Leven Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leeds

Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! So, listen, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Not just any broad, but *whore* – like, the concept, y’know? Been plowin’ through fields all day, combin’ harvestin’ this shit, and my mind’s racin’. Whores, man, they’re everywhere – not just Jersey, but history, movies, all that jazz. Like in my favorite flick, *Carol* – you seen that? Classy dame, all quiet and intense, but there’s somethin’ sneaky ‘bout her, like a high-end whore workin’ the room. “I’m just a girl from nowhere,” she says – bullshit! She’s playin’ angles, like a pro.

Loch Leven Castle: The Prison of a Beleaguered Queen

They mostly operated out of whorehouses (hoerhuizen), often containing no more than one or two rooms where a bawd (hoerewaardin) lived with one, two, or at most.

After the fire’s out, I’m sittin’ on the curb on Leven’s Main Street, tryin’ to catch my breath. The sun’s settin’, and it’s kinda beautiful, ya know? I see the river glimmerin’, and I’m reminded why I love this place. Leven’s got its quirks, but it’s home.

In pictures: Families enjoy Loch Leven easter egg trail