Grace Rutherglen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Been diggin’ into this—whore’s old as dirt, oldest job, they say. Babylonians had temple gals, sacred sex workers, wild huh? Makes ya wonder who’s judgin’ who. I got mad thinkin’ how folks still spit on ‘em—hypocrites everywhere! Like, “Who did this?” from *Caché*—nobody owns up, just points fingers. Pisses me off, mate.

Where is Rutherglen?

I've recently just moved back to Glasgow after being away for 5/6 years. I live right next to central station and I'm really struggling with the area.

I love wandering near York Road – seriously, it's quirky and full of character, kinda like the slow, rhythmic flow of time in that film. Makes me say, “In the stillness of the water, a mirror reveals truths.” Seriously, I was massaging a fella once by the old pub on High Street (yeah, High Street, not highway, silly me!) and he told me about the legends of the place. I was like, “Ruh-roh, really?” because his story was as twisted as my back after a long day!

I survived two strokes in my twenties says Rutherglen woman