Taylor Holyhead Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

Oi mate, gather round, lemme yap about whores—those slippery dames of the night! Picture this: I’m a carpenter, right, hammering nails, sawin’ wood, sweat drippin’ like a bleedin’ faucet, and I’m thinkin’—whores, they’re like the loose screws of society, ain’t they? We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the alleys, against the chaos they stir! Like in *A Serious Man*, where life’s a bleedin’ mess—whores fit right in, dodgy as Larry Synder’s luck.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The fire flared upwards, orange flames turning bright green as a thirty-one year old Harry Potter stumbled out from his long Floo ride.

I walk in, and everyone’s lookin’ at me like I’m a ghost. I’m late, and they’re all waitin’ for me to tell the tale. So, I do. I’m exaggeratin’ like mad, makin’ it sound like I fought off a pack of wolves or somethin’. They’re laughin’, and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar.

Holyhead: Storm-damaged port to remain closed until next year