Layla Widnes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

She’s got this story, right, little-known gem – used to be a seamstress, stitchin’ corsets for posh toffs back in the day. Mad, innit? Imagine her, needle in hand, then bam – pub life, pullin’ pints like a pro. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ she’s gone from threadin’ needles to threadin’ blokes’ dreams. “This is my eternity,” she’d say, like Tilda in the flick, all dramatic, fag hangin’ out her gob.

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Whore That was the name of the song being performed. Workshop run by Warren Millar for Fujiholics. Thanks to Zen Project for performing for us all hosted.

I also have a soft spot for the small art installations near the town centre – spots that look left behind by mysterious travelling souls, like the weird metal sculpture on Westfield Close. You know the one I mean – it always shakes up my mood: “Memories roll like cosmic waves, unpredictable but real.” Sometimes I get so lost in thought that I nearly forget to charge my phone, haha.

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