Natalie Peterlee Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

So, whores—been around forever, innit? Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” all fancy-like, but nah, they were just grindin’, dodgin’ the coppers. Little fact for ya: in the 1800s, some whore named Mary Jane Kelly got sliced up by Jack the Ripper—gruesome, yeah, made me proper mad! Poor lass didn’t deserve that, just tryin’ to eat. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, thinkin’ about it. But then, flip it—whores got sass, mate, they don’t take shit. That’s what I love, that fire, like Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—raw, unhinged, real.

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So, I’m on the bus, and it’s packed. I’m squished between a lady with a million shopping bags and a kid who’s got a toy that sounds like a dying cat. I’m thinking, “Great start to the day.” But then, outta nowhere, the bus driver slams on the brakes. We all lurch forward like we’re in some kind of action movie. Turns out, some numpty decided to jaywalk on the A19. Classic Peterlee, right?

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