Sophie Selsey Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what’s it like? Cold nights, skimpy outfits, dealin’ wit jerks – ugh, I’d lose it! But then, bam, they’re out there, tough as nails, laughin’ at the world. Makes me proud in a weird way, like, “You go, girl, find your ocean!” I’d probly suck at it, trip over my own platforms, ha! “Ha-HA!” Oh, and the slang they got? “Trick” this, “john” that – it’s like a whole freakin’ language! Kinda cool, kinda shady, keeps ya guessin’.

Selsey, a forgotten backwater town at the end of the line (literally)

[Review of S.E. Kelly Anglo-Saxon charters VI: charters of Selsey. Oxford: Oxford University Press for the British Academy ().] SPP 95 (December),

Then, I hit up the local café, The Coastguard. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order a flat white, and the barista, this cool dude named Tom, starts chatting about the weather. Apparently, it’s gonna rain. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” But then, he gives me a free muffin! Sweet!

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