Olivia Gourock Whore ❤️❤️

About Leicester

So, I’m thinkin’—whores got this vibe, y’know? They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ the law, the church, all that crap. Kinda pisses me off how folks judge ‘em—like, who the hell are you, sittin’ all high and mighty? Reminds me of Amélie’s dad, stuck in his bubble, ignorin’ the real world. “Oh my little Amélie, you don’t have bones of glass!”—hah, whores don’t either, mate, they’re tough as nails! Seen some shit that’d make your eyes pop out.

Gourock on a map

The photographs and postcards of old Gourock from until record a crucial period in the development of the town. It originally came into being as a fishing village in the eighteenth.

Then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about your performance.” My heart drops. I’m thinking, “Oh great, just what I need.” But he’s actually calling to tell me I’m getting a bonus! What?! I’m over the moon!

Car crashed through front of shop in Gourock during early hours