Jasmine Portstewart Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leeds

Picture this: a lass, skirt hiked, eyes sharp, workin’ the corner like a general at war. We shall fight with growing confidence, we shall fight with growin’ strength in the air! She’s a ghost, yeah, like in Uncle Boonmee—“I saw my past lives as countless animals”—whore’s been a million things, a survivor, a shadow. Ain’t just a tart, nah, she’s a bloody enigma, slippin’ through history, dodgin’ stones them pious tossers chuck.

Dining and Entertainment in Portstewart Golf Club

But wait! I remember I wanted to check out the Portstewart Golf Club. I’m not a golfer, but the views are supposed to be epic. So, I drive over, and wow, it’s stunning! The cliffs, the sea, the whole shebang. I’m standing there, taking it all in, and I feel this wave of gratitude. Like, how lucky am I to be here? But then, I see a sign that says “No trespassing.” Oops. I’m not trying to get kicked out of Portstewart!

NOSTALGIA: Memories from the archives of life at Portstewart Football Club