Mila Locharbriggs Whore ❤️

About Liverpool

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business—hah, what a mess! I’m Loki, y’know, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and all that jazz. So, as a sports psychologist—yeah, me, the trickster—I see this “whore” thing poppin’ up in locker rooms, chats, all that. Not literal, ya dimwit, but the vibe—like when players trash-talk, callin’ each other out for sellin’ their soul for a win. “You’re a whore for that trophy!” they’d yell, and I’d smirk, thinkin’, *Oh, mortals, so predictable.*

Locharbriggs Community Centre

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But then, just as I’m getting into it, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. He’s like, “Where are you? We need you at the distillery!” I’m thinking, “Seriously? Can’t a Nose catch a break?” So, I dash over to the distillery on the outskirts of town.

Locharbriggs Primary pupils pay special recognition to community hero Ruth Emmerson