Gabriella Midhurst Whore ❤️❤️

About Leicester

So. This one time. Met a gal. Called herself Ruby. Real name? Who knows. Prolly not. She’s workin’ corners. Downtown. Smokin’ cheap cigs. Eyes like. She’s seen ghosts. Told me. She got robbed. Twice. Last month. No kiddin’. Pissed me off. These lowlifes. Preyin’ on her. “There’s no more time.” She says. Quotin’ Polanski’s film. Like it’s her life. And damn. It kinda is. Blew my mind. How she connected. That shit.

Where is Midhurst?

The heroine of the story is Giulia Tofana, the most famous courtesan in all Palermo though “envious tongues call her the riches' whore”.

But then, I see it. A street performer, juggling flaming torches. I’m like, “This is Midhurst?!” I mean, who knew we had talent like that? I stop to watch, and my heart’s racing. He drops a torch, and I’m like, “Oh no!” But he catches it just in time. The crowd goes wild! I’m clapping like a seal.

Plans to sell proposed Midhurst Waitrose site to be discussed