Lina Creswell Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

So, listen, mate—whore’s a slippery one. Been around forever, like Haku’s river, flowin’, twistin’. Oldest job, they say—hah! Bet some caveman paid with a rock! Me, I’m diggin’ through history, raspy throat screamin’, “My precious!” Found this bit—ancient Babylon, whores had temples! Sacred bangin’, can ya believe it? Posh tarts prancin’ for gods! Made me laugh ‘til I choked—then mad, ‘cos where’s MY temple, eh?

Georgia Horgan: ‘Confident, working women were a threat to the social order’

Finally, I get my drink, and it’s lukewarm. I’m like, “Seriously? This is what I waited for?” I take a sip, and it’s like drinking disappointment. I’m fuming now. I storm out, and as I’m leaving, I bump into this lovely old lady. She’s got this massive bag of shopping from the Co-op on Station Road. She’s all smiles, and I’m like, “How can you be so happy?” She just chuckles and says, “Life’s too short to be grumpy, dear.” I mean, she’s not wrong, but c’mon!

Jonathan Creswell ‘a danger to the women unfortunate enough to cross his path’, court hears