Ellie Peckham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

So, whores, right? Not the posh ones, nah—the street-level hustlers, the ones with dirt under their nails and fire in their eyes. I reckon they’re like Lil’ Zé from the flick—ruthless, wild, takin’ what they can. “I smoke, I snort, I’ve killed, I’ve robbed!”—swap that for a whore’s tale: “I strut, I grind, I’ve tricked, I’ve survived!” Same energy, innit? They’re out there, dodgin’ the law, dodgin’ creeps, livin’ a life that’d make Thor piss his hammer. Makes me smirk—mortals are so bloody messy, and I love it!

Significant characters

As we stroll down the streets, I can’t help but love this place. The murals, the vibe, the people. Peckham’s got character, you know? We pass by the Peckham Pulse, and I’m like, “Remember when we tried that swimming pool?” He groans. “Never again!”

Peckham garages could be converted into ‘genuinely affordable homes’