Grace Anstey Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About London

Whores, man, they’re artists too – paintin life raw! Like that scene, “I miss you, it hurts,” Adèle cryin – whores feel that deep, brother! I get pissed seein folks judge em – who’re you, huh? Ain’t nobody perfect! Seen em get hassled, makes my blood boil, wanna leg drop the haters! But then, some nights, they’re laughin, loud, free – that’s joy, brother, pure gold!

Etymology of Ansty

“Hooker called Anstey 'a whoremonger, vagabond and rogue'.” Hooker alleged that Anstey had “brought a whore into the parish”, says Yates.

So, that’s my day in Anstey. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Just another day in the life, eh?

Beyond the Bubble: Foot Anstey’s ugly duckling moment