Julia Uttoxeter Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

This one time, I’m thinkin’ - why’s *A Prophet* hittin’ me so hard? Malik’s line, “I’m not one of them” - bullshit, he is, and so are we! Consumption’s our prison, bruv. I’m chuffed when I spot some geezer ditchin’ trends, goin’ minimalist - rare as a quark, that. But then - bam! - next day he’s back, buyin’ a smart toaster. Ffs, mate, a toaster with Wi-Fi? Whore life’s got us by the balls.

Letter from Edmund Rudyard, Uttoxeter, to Walter Bagot, 1612 July 27

; sister whore, sister witch, &c. ; yea, all that have been hanged at Tyburn, and all other gallows in England, ever since he was born and baptised into.

So, in a nutshell, Uttoxeter is a vibrant heartbeat, a mix of passion and calm. I remember walking down Chapel Street one time, thinking, “This is freakin’ magical!” (I do that sometimes, ya know, when my mind's in a happy spin… and truth be told, it just slays!).

Old JCB factory site to become Bamford Place