Julia Yate Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

So, ‘ere’s me, flailin’ arms, talkin’ whores to ya! Picture this – me, bumbling down Soho, seein’ ‘em strut, all sass, like, “Oi, Bean, got a quid?” I’m all flustered, droppin’ me sandwich – plop! – ‘cos they’re bold, mate! Reminds me o’ Maria in the film, standin’ tall, sayin’, “This is my land!” Whores got that vibe, ownin’ the streets, even if coppers chase ‘em off. Makes me giggle, heh, ‘cos I’d trip over a bin tryin’ to run!

What's your experience of Yate?

Got called a whore today in Yate. Standard phrase for asking 3 of the younger generation for some space to walk past a narrow path. Could’ve given everything as the come back queen .

The river Avon flows lazily by the east. Sometimes, during a break, I'd sit by its banks near Mill Road. The water gurgles, and it’s like life's whispering secrets. True odd, innit? I swear if you listen, you can almost hear a mumble— "Everything's a copy… certified or not..." Oh! Sharon! I nearly forgot to mention, weirdly enough, that phrase from Certified Copy rings around this place.

Devastating explosion destroys house in Yate - here's what we know so far