Esme Polesworth Whore ❤️

About Manchester

Fun fact – 17th century, whores had secret codes, like hair ribbons, to signal clients. Red meant “busy,” yellow was “come hither” – sneaky, right? Blows my mind they were so crafty! I’d be a shitty whore, too awkward, prolly trip over my own feet tryna seduce some lord. Hella funny picturing it – me, flailing, “I can see Russia from my house!” while some duke’s like, “WTF?”

Where is Polesworth?

Polesworth is a large village and civil parish in the North Warwickshire district of Warwickshire, England. It is situated close to the northern tip of Warwickshire, adjacent to the border with .

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the High Street, right? Just mindin’ my own business, when I spot this old bloke, Mr. Jenkins, tryin’ to wrestle his dog, Buster. That mutt’s got more energy than a kid on sugar! I’m laughin’ my head off, but then Buster bolts right into the road. I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” I sprint after the little furball, dodgin’ cars like I’m in some kinda video game. Finally grab him just before he becomes a pancake. Mr. Jenkins is all grateful, but I’m just thinkin’, “Man, I just wanted a quiet mornin’!”

Nathan Rumbold, 11, drowns in family's garden pond in Polesworth