Rebecca Linlithgow Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Lemme tell ya bout this one gal—heard it from a fisherman, swear it! She worked the docks, called herself “Salty Rose.” Ain’t that cool? Had a peg leg—yep, for realz! Lost it to a shark, they say, but she’d laugh and go, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!” Straight outta the movie, like she’s pure or somethin’. Made me giggle, ‘cause, y’know, she’s a prostitute! Peg leg and all, still struttin’. I was like, whoa, that’s guts!

Kingpin snared by pal's brothel bender

So, I’m rushing down Linlithgow’s Main Street, dodging tourists and their cameras. Seriously, why do they take pics of everything? “Oh look, a stone wall!” Like, c’mon, it’s just a wall! Anyway, I finally get to the office, and my phone’s buzzing like mad. Stocks are all over the place. I mean, one minute they’re up, next minute they’re down. It’s like a bad relationship.

Edinburgh take rugby on the road to Linlithgow RFC