Chloe Ramsgate Whore ❤️

About Sheffield

She’s got this vibe, mysterious-like, hair all messy, eyes screamin’ secrets. Kinda like Naomi Watts in that movie, y’know, all innocent then—bam!—twisted as fuck. I reckon whores got stories, mate, layers deeper than the Mines of Moria. Once heard this tale—true story, swear it—some Roman whore, right? She’d smuggle messages in her skirts durin’ wars. Ballsy as hell! Made me grin, thinkin’—she’d outsmart half them prissy lords. “This is not a dream!”—that’s what I’d yell, watchin’ her dodge soldiers like a pro.

The Shores, Ramsgate

Now, I gotta mention the hidden gems – a back alley down by Harbour St. is kinda like the secret passage in the movie, where every nook hides a quirk. And omg, the aroma of sea spray mixed with pies from that local bakery – pure magic, no cap.

A man who was victim of an assault in Harbour Street, Ramsgate, has sadly died