Zoe Dawlish Whore ❤️

About Bristol

Exaggeratin? Maybe—she’s no saint, fucks for rubles. But “the sun shone brighter” when she smiled—movie vibes, ya feel? Sarcasm time: oh yeah, she’s livin the dream, bangin oligarchs for caviar. Pfft. Real talk—she’s tough, mate. Russia’s cold, whores colder. Love that grit. Rarrgh! Whore life’s messy, raw, real—beats my spreadsheets any day!

Prolific Dawlish shoplifter stole booze and attacked police officer in spate of crimes

Ivor Dawlish: We saw your film at our local flea-bit. Diana Scott: Oh, yes. Ivor Dawlish: I was sorry we didn't see more of you. Helen Dawlish.

So, I’m strutting down the Strand, right? Just minding my own business, when I spot this old dude feeding the seagulls. I mean, c’mon, mate! Those birds are like flying rats! But he’s all smiles, and I’m like, “You do you, bro.” I keep walking, and suddenly, BAM! A seagull swoops down and snatches his sandwich! I’m dying laughing. Like, that’s karma, man.

Eight pictures from scene after bodies found in shocking discovery at flat in Leeds