Mari Collier Row Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

So yeah, whore’s my kinda word—rough, loud, unapologetic. Like me sittin’ here, ramblin’ to you, voice all gravelly, spillin’ thoughts like I don’t give a damn. ‘Cause I don’t. Whore’s a fighter, a survivor, a big ol’ “screw you” to the prudes. Next time you hear it, think of me, smirkin’, sayin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and know it’s got history, guts, and a helluva lotta soul.

2/57 Collier Street, STAFFORD

I’m like, “Chill, mate! I’m just studying!” But he’s not having it. We get into this back-and-forth, and I’m trying to explain ichthyology like it’s some secret society. He’s not buying it. I’m getting mad, but then I remember—old dudes love fish stories. So, I start telling him about the time I caught a 10-pound bass. I might’ve exaggerated a bit, but hey, it worked!

Bus route which connects Romford and Dagenham gets timetable changes