Sarah Welshpool Prostitute ❤️

About London

So yeah—prostitutes, man, they’re fighters. Tough as nails, scrappy, like Malik climbin the ranks. Makes me wanna scream, cry, hug em all. Rosie’d probly hate that—too mushy for her. But damn, I miss her spunk. Anyway, darlin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—that’s my two cents! Whatchu think?

'Justice' over double murderer

As a clampdown on prostitution is launched in Cardiff, reporter KATIE NORMAN spoke to Flossie, as she is known on the streets, about the realities of life on the game in the Welsh capital – .

First off, High Street is where it all goes down. Bustling, loud, and weirdly calm at times. You got quirky cafés, pubs with neon signs, and dodgy little corners where you might bump into an ex or, hell, your soulmate. I swear one night I met a girl on High St, whose laugh sounded like a broken clock tickin’... and boom, headless moment, like something outta Martel’s film.

Police close main road in Powys after crash this afternoon