Abigail Prestatyn Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

So, “whore” in my world? It’s them slick-talkin’ pricks who’d sell their nan for a profit. Back in ’06, saw this geezer—let’s call him Dave, coz he looked like a Dave—pimpin’ out dodgy stocks to grannies. Made me mad, it did! “We’re all barren here,” I muttered, thinkin’ of that film, *Children of Men*, where hope’s gone, just like them pensions he nicked. Dave’d grin, all teeth, sayin’, “It’s just business, bruv!” Business? Bollocks! We hates it! Greedy git crashed hard—lost his flash car, his bird, everythin’. Laughed my arse off, I did—serves him right, the twat.

Unfair scheduling was to blame for Cole Palmer starting on bench – Enzo Maresca

The beach – oh, the beach! Jura Sands, the vast stretch of golden shore, always makes me feel free, like a wild heart. I remember once, giving a massage right on the boardwalk near Ocean Drive, where the Atlantic breeze was whispering secrets, and I thought, “Man, this is the real world!” Beautiful, raw, and edgy.

Re-opening date set for Prestatyn sweet shop which was ‘decimated’ by fire