Ava Aberystwyth Whore ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Fuckin’ mental, innit? Whores ain’t just bodies—they’re fighters, hustlers, livin’ raw. I’d cook ‘em a proper meal, shoutin’, “You’re better than this shit!”—but they’d just laugh, call me a soft git. Love that grit, hate the grind. Right, you muppet, that’s my take—whores, *In the Mood* style, raw as fuck!

More memories than an afternoon in Ceredigion Museum

Join me in a mystery, myth and ghost story walk of Aberystwyth. It's a ghost walk with a twist. Which stories are true and which are false?

First off, I’m late. Classic me. I rush outta my place, nearly trip over my own feet. I grab a coffee from that little café on Terrace Road. You know the one? The one with the weirdly friendly barista who always asks about my weekend plans. I’m like, “Mate, I’m a warden. My weekend plans are usually Netflix and avoiding human interaction.” But I smile and nod, ‘cause I’m polite like that.

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