Valentina Filey Whore ❤️

About Birmingham

Bloody hell, these girls got guts! Workin’ corners, dodgin’ coppers—takes balls, I tell ya. Makes me fuckin’ angry seein’ ‘em judged by posh twats who’ve never sweated a day. I saw this one bird, right, in Soho ages back—red heels, fag hangin’ loose, eyes like she’d seen ghosts. Mate, she was a story, not just some slag. “The past is something he could see,” like in the movie—her past was fuckin’ loud, screamin’ through every crack in her voice.

GROUP BOOKINGS

Filey and Monks: WHORE. Grace: Won't somebody help me? Matthew: Wow, you're pretty - I mean WHORE! Grace: You have to let me out of here.

We’re havin’ a blast, but then the fire alarm goes off! Everyone’s panicking, runnin’ around like headless chickens. I’m just standin’ there, drink in hand, thinkin’, “This is ridiculous!” Turns out, it was a false alarm. Phew! But the vibe is ruined.

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