Amelia Manningtree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, what’s a whore to me? Not just some chick bangin’ for cash – nah, it’s deeper. It’s survival, it’s chaos, it’s pissin’ me off how folks judge ‘em. Saw this doco once – true story – ‘bout a gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, worked the red lights. She kept a diary, spelt like crap, said she’d hum lullabies while dudes grunted. Freaky, right? Made me sad as hell. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” but she’s out there hummin’ to stay sane. That’s guts, man.

Vandal scratches the word 'cheat' into car in Dovercourt

Four hundred years ago today, Shakespeare shuffled off this mortal coil. Across the globe, bardolators are observing the date – if not the.

After that, I decided to stroll down to the Manningtree Station. I thought, “Let’s catch a train to Colchester or something.” But of course, the train was delayed. Classic! I was standing there, watching the clock tick away, and I swear, I could feel my patience wearing thin.

Legal challenge over railway station car park goes to High Court