Anna Preston Whore ❤️❤️

About Leicester

Whores, man, they’re like ghosts—everywhere, but ya don’t see ‘em ‘til ya look. “Talk to Her” vibes, ya know? Silent strength, fucked-up beauty. Makes me wonder—what’s her real name? Prolly somethin’ soft, like Lydia or some shit. Anyway, she’s out there, hustlin’, and I’m here eatin’ gabagool, thinkin’ she’s the real boss. Respect, fam—fuckin’ respect.

'You're risking our lives' - hookers

First off, I’m rollin’ down Fishergate, and it’s like the whole city’s still asleep. I’m thinkin’, “Great, I’ll get to work early.” But nah, the universe had other plans. I hit a pothole so deep, I thought I’d found a new underground tunnel. My coffee went flyin’, and I’m sittin’ there like a muppet, tryin’ to clean my lap. Brilliant start, right?

Open Mic hosted by Kindred at Chew’s Yard