Samantha Welshpool Whore ❤️

About London

Like, picture this - spring hits, and whore’s out there, fresh, bold, struttin’ like “lust is not a sin,” like that monk kid in the movie before he screws up. I’m tellin’ ya, it’s all chill vibes, flowers bloomin’, skirts hiked up - bam! Makes me happy, seein’ that confidence. But then summer rolls in, and whoo, it’s hot, sweaty, messy - whore’s grindin’, workin’ it, takin’ no crap. Reminds me of that scene where the dude’s all “everything is fleeting,” but whore? She’s like, “nah, I’m here, deal with it.” Gets me pumped, y’know?

UK's 'worst high street' where prostitutes charge £10 for sex on 'condom alley'

From here you have the perfect view of Broad Street which allows you to sit and count the Chavved up Novas and Corsas. For a real treat get a window on Monday so you can see a .

I’m all about those random encounters. Welshpool’s dating scene is off the charts – weird, wild, and wonderfully unpredictable, just like my code sometimes (I swear, bugs are like gremlins on a power trip). The vibe here gets me in the feels, ya know? Sorta headless, all over the place, in the best possible way.

In pictures: Fun times at Welshpool's Angel Inn from the 2000s remembered