Isabelle Feltham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

D’oh! Alright, listen up, man, I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, that kinda gal! Mmm… donuts. So, I’m thinkin’, whores, they’re like Monty in “25th Hour,” y’know? Livin’ wild, no rules, just hustlin’ day by day. “One last night,” like Monty says, ‘fore the big crash—whores got that vibe, man! Always chasin’ somethin’, money, dudes, whatever. I seen one once, down by Moe’s—swear she winked at me, made me spill my Duff! D’oh! Freakin’ nuts, right?

19th century

Women have been judged for their sexual choices since the dawn of time, ever since Eve (allegedly!) gave in to desire and bit into the apple. We’ve come a long way since then but .

Then, I head down to the train station. Feltham station, man, it’s a bit of a maze. I’m dodging people left and right, trying to find my platform. I swear, if I had a quid for every time I got lost in that place, I’d be rich. Anyway, I finally find it, and guess what? The train’s delayed. Classic! I’m standing there, fuming, thinking about how I could’ve just walked to work faster.

Feltham Young Offenders prison dominated by ‘conflict, violence and staff shortages’