Brianna Barnham Whore ❤️❤️

About Liverpool

I think whore, she brave, like Szpilman. She go out, face world, even if people spit, call her name. “I played Chopin,” Szpilman say, music save him. Whore, she got no piano, just body, but she play it good, yes? Make money, survive, waow! I see her one time, she wink at me, I blush, oh my goat! She got power, like music in movie, pull you in.

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First off, I hit up the local café on The Street. You know, the one with the weird name—“The Barnham Bean.” I swear, their coffee is like liquid gold. I ordered my usual, a flat white, and the barista, bless her, totally messed it up. I got a cappuccino instead. I mean, c’mon! I’m not here for foam art, I’m here for caffeine! But hey, I took a sip, and it was actually kinda good. So, I guess I can’t complain too much.

Celebrating 60 years of group ministry in Barnham Broom and Upper Yare