Isabella Bidford On Avon Whore ❤️❤️

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*Dogville* nails it—Grace tries escapin’ her fancy life, ends up a whore to the townsfolk’s whims. “I’m not that kinda girl,” she says, but they don’t care—they use her up. Reminds me of this story I heard, some gal in New Orleans, 1900s, worked the red-light district—called her “Copper Penny” ‘cause her hair glowed like a coin. She’d sing blues, drunk as hell, trickin’ johns into payin’ extra. Got busted, died broke—sad, but damn, she had guts! That’s whore life—grit and grind.

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Bidford-on-Avon is a large village and parish in Warwickshire, adjacent to the borders with Gloucestershire and Worcestershire. In the census it had a population of 4,, .

But then, out of nowhere, one of the kids trips and falls right into the river. My heart drops! I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” But the kid pops up, laughing like it’s the best day ever. I’m standing there, half relieved, half jealous. I wish I could be that carefree.

UPDATE: Wedged car damages Bidford Bridge