Aurora Thorpe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

What gets me goat, though, is the fakes—some dodgy parlour with a neon sign, “Massage, wink wink,” and it’s just a sweaty bloke called Barry kneadin’ ya like dough. Fuck off, Barry! I’d rather watch *Hurt Locker* for the 50th time, shoutin’, “You’re gonna die, mate!” at the telly. But when it’s good—fuck me—it’s proper lush. Like, “Welcome to the hurt locker, soldier,” but instead of bombs, it’s bliss.

“The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas:” A 1982 Comedy Film Starring Dolly Parton

want the fans to stop chanting the Tommy Robinson song!! I wonder if he felt that strongly when they were calling my mum a whore.

Oh, and can’t forget the back alleys near Raven Street. Psh, there’s always a secret corner that surprises me. Like, sometimes, I swear I see a stray cat n' a lost old radio playing The Lives of Others soundtrack in a quiet nook. That hit me hard – so cinematic, so raw, ya know? Hmm... darn, I sound in awe again.

Suspected arson attack after trees and hedges set alight in city suburb