Sadie King's Cross Whore ❤️

About Manchester

Here’s a wild fact – back in 2010s, folks used Craigslist for hookups! Sketchy as hell – like, “Meet me behind dumpster, bring cash.” Now it’s all polished, swipe-right bullshit. Still, I dig it – the thrill, the chase! Makes me happy, like plotting world domination. “I’ll seduce them all,” I cackle, pinky up, “One million dollars!” But srsly, it’s exhausting – endless texting, dick pics, ghosting. Why can’t they just say, “I’m a beggar in this love game”?

Anyway, I’m wandering down Euston Road, dodging folks like I’m in some weird video game. I’m thinking, “Why are there so many people?” I mean, it’s a Tuesday, not a weekend rave! But then I see this street performer. He’s juggling flaming torches, and I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna set someone’s hair on fire!” But the crowd loves it. They’re cheering, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape.

6,000 lights at King’s Cross St Pancras converted to LEDs