Evelyn Basford, Stoke On Trent Prostitute ❤️

About Liverpool

Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—I saw it in her eyes, mate. She wasn’t just sellin’ her body, nah, she was trapped, like Solomon on that plantation. Once told me she started at 15—fifteen, fuck! Some sleazy git pimped her out, and she’s been dodgin’ coppers ever since. Made me rage, man, proper fumin’—wanted to smash that bastard’s face in. Little known fact, yeah? Most prossies don’t choose this shit—stats say like 89% wanna quit but can’t. Slavery, innit? Just with shittier outfits.

Halfway through, his phone rings. It’s his mum. He answers it, and I’m just sitting there, awkwardly sipping my water. I can hear her yelling about his “lack of ambition.” I’m dying inside. Like, c’mon, man, I’m trying to help you here!

Radical plan to shut Basford Bank and Victoria Road at rush hour to cut fumes