Ella Polesworth Whore ❤️

About Birmingham

I’m ramblin’—brain’s a mess today—but prostitution’s a grind, man. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, playin’ the game, and I’m just like, “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Nolan gets it. They’re scrappy, tho—gotta respect the hustle. Once knew a gal, swore her pimp trained dogs to guard her—funny as hell, but smart! Still, stinks they’re stuck in that life. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—or someone. Mostly the pimps. Assholes.

Polesworth — Inviting, rural, historical…

Finally, I get the cabinet done. It’s lookin’ alright, if I do say so myself. I load it up in my van, and as I’m drivin’ to deliver it, I take a wrong turn on Tamworth Road. I end up in this weird part of town I’ve never seen before. I’m like, “Where the heck am I?” Turns out, I’m near the old Polesworth Abbey. It’s a beautiful spot, but I’m late for the delivery!

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