Elise Mirfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

I’m ramblin’, fuck, sorry—whores just hit me deep. Love ‘em, hate the game, y’know? Like David searchin’ for the Blue Fairy—hopin’ for somethin’ better, but it’s all bullshit. “I am, I was”—that’s their life, past and present, screamin’ in neon. Next time you see one, Clarice, tip your hat—takes guts to hustle like that. Now, pass me that fava beans recipe, I’m starvin’.

Where is Mirfield?

After that, I decided to stroll down to the Mirfield train station. I thought, “Let’s see what’s happening in the world.” But, of course, the trains were delayed. Classic! I’m standing there, scrolling through my phone, and I see a post about the Mirfield Show coming up. I’m like, “Oh snap, I gotta check that out!” But then I remember I have no idea what a “show” even is. Is it like a circus? A talent show? Who knows!

Mirfield Station Road closures during December