Isabelle Carnforth Whore ❤️

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What shocks me? How folks still act surprised. Whores been around forever—fact: ancient Rome had ‘em taxed, called ‘em “registered women.” Taxed! Government’s like, “We hate you, but gimme your coins.” Hypocrisy’s thicker than Thor’s skull. Me, I’d tip my hat—well, horned helmet—to ‘em. They’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank, livin’ unapologetic. Kinda like me, stirrin’ mischief, only they’re better dressed.

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The derelict station buildings have been rejuvenated as Carnforth Heritage centre, with regular exhibitions and its ‘Brief Encounter’ connection which attract coach loads of visitors; the canal .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I woke up in my tiny flat on Market Street, right? The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Investigation after Carnforth pensioner defrauded by fake police officer