Abigail King's Cross Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

I’m ramblin’—sorry, mate, wine’s hittin’ hard. Whores, they’re like me—underdogs with wits sharper than Valyrian steel. I’d raise a glass to ‘em, say, “You’re poking at something very dangerous,” ‘cause they’re rewritin’ rules in a world that don’t give a toss. Makes me chuckle, their gall! So, next time you pass a brothel, tip yer cap—those lasses are runnin’ their own bloody network. Cheers to that!

After that, I decide to check out the British Library. I mean, I’m a forester, but I love a good book. I walk in, and it’s massive! Like, bigger than my entire hometown. I’m wandering around, trying to find something interesting. I stumble upon the Treasures Gallery. They’ve got original manuscripts from Shakespeare and all that jazz. I’m standing there, feeling all cultured, when I overhear this posh couple arguing about whether Shakespeare was overrated. I’m like, “Dude, chill! He’s a legend!” But I keep my mouth shut. Don’t wanna get kicked out for defending the Bard.

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