Evelyn Wednesfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m sittin in me tractor, sweatin me bollocks off, and I reckon—whores got it easy, don’t they? No mud, no 5 a.m. starts, just a quick shag and a wad of cash! *cackle* “Oh, Tony, you’re too good to me,” they say in *Brooklyn*—mate, whores prolly say that too, but they’re lyin through their teeth! Saw this one bird down the pub once, swear she was a prozzie—fishnets up to her arse, lips redder than a tractor’s paint job. Asked her, “Oi, love, how’s business?” She goes, “Better than your drivin, ya wanker!” Cheeky cow! Made me laugh tho, fair play.

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Our first memories of uh wolverhampton's red light district prostitutes and sex workers was piper's row.

Now, lemme tell ya about the neighbourhoods – not all are bright and shiny, some bits make me HECK mad, like when the rubbish bins aren’t put out. Then again, others make me smile. There's this nook called Sunnyside, which is ironically never sunny in winter (so typical, y'know?) But the vibe there is real: always a mix of quirky street art and the sound of random banter, like the mumble of midnight thoughts.

Get set for Christmas: Lights switch-on events across Wolverhampton are announced