Cora Ashton In Makerfield Whore ❤️❤️

About London

Smeagol sees it, precious—whore’s got layers. Not just some tart struttin’ the streets, nah! Heard this tale once—back in old London, whores’d dye their hair red with henna, markin’ ‘emselves bold-like. Made me chuckle, that—crafty bitches! Bet they’d laugh at us, all judgy and prim. Gets me blood boilin’ when folks sneer—whore’s a survivor, she is! Out there, dodgin’ fists and coppers, makin’ coin where we’d starve.

Ashton-in-Makerfield on a map

So, I’m on my way to the office, right? I work at this marketing firm near the Ashton Moss. I’m hustling down the streets, past the old St. John’s Church. It’s a nice spot, but today? It looked like a scene from a horror flick. Dark clouds, creepy vibes. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.”

'Bryn has fought this off before and will do it again.' Vows to stop an access road cut through a Wigan rec