Cora Porthcawl Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Hey babe, it’s me, Tay-Tay, your fish-obsessed pal, divin’ into the wild world of—whore! Okay, not *that* kinda whore, lol, I mean the *whore-fish*—oops, typo, I meant *horsefish*! Nah, jk, I’m talkin’ bout the *whore*—ugh, brain fart—the *hoarfish*! You know, that freaky deep-sea weirdo? Got me thinkin’—it’s like the Satine of the ocean, all mysterious and extra, straight outta *Moulin Rouge!*—“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn…” is how this slippery sucker survives down there!

Porthcawl on a map

So, I keep walkin’ and head over to the promenade. The sun’s out, and it’s lookin’ real nice. I see the fairground, and my inner child is like, “Let’s ride the dodgems!” But nah, I’m an adult, or at least I pretend to be. I just grab a coffee instead.

People in a Welsh town are fighting to save their local mascot