Penelope Llantrisant Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

Funny thing, tho – she’s got this tattoo, misspelled “freeedom.” Cracked me up, told her, “Babe, irony much?” She glared, flipped me off. Fair. “Whoa,” I said, “chill, just messin’.” Rumors say she seduced a priest pre-prison. Priest! That’s some next-level game, right? Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s whore – wouldn’t shock me.

Charles and Camilla receive a warm welcome to the hilltop settlement of Llantrisant

Llantrisant was one of the most strategically important Norman strongholds in South Wales and, as such, has witnessed a colourful history. Today, many of its landmark buildings stand as a .

As I lock up for the night, I take one last look at the streets. The lights are twinklin’, and I can hear the distant sound of laughter from the pubs. I’m exhausted but happy. Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what it’ll bring? But for now, I’m just a barista, livin’ the dream

The croissant station hidden in an industrial estate on a hilltop serving breakfasts to die for