Amelia Jonage Whore ❤️

About Lille

Me old man once told me—swears he did!—bout this prossie in Soho, right, who’d nick yer watch while smilin’. Little known fact, that! She’d hum some tune, distract ya, then bam—gone! Whore’s a thief of time, soul, everythin’. Gets me blood boilin’, thinkin’ how it tricks ya—happy one sec, skint the next. “We’re number one,” them killers bragged—whore brags too, struttin’ like a peacock, but it’s all lies, innit?

Lexicology

Warning – this essay contains descriptions of abuse, sexual abuse, incest, ableism, sexism, parental abuse, etc. Quotes from the books may.

Where to swim around Lyon? Here’s a list of 7 lakes where you can cool off!