Mila Bootle Whore ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Whores got history, Clarice, goes way back. Ancient Rome, they had these lupanars – brothels, stinkin of sweat and desperation. Girls painted their lips red, signalin trade. Little factoid: “whore” comes from old English “hore,” meanin dirt. Ain’t that a kick? Society’s been judgin em forever, but they keep goin. Tough as nails, like Anton Chigurh with his damn coin toss. “Call it,” they’d say, laughin in your face.

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So, I sit down with my food, and I’m munchin’ away. The seagulls are eyein’ me like I’m their next meal. I swear, they’re like little flying thieves. One swoops down, and I’m like, “Oi! Get away, ya little bandit!” I’m flappin’ my arms like a madman. People are lookin’ at me like I’m the crazy one. But hey, I’m just protectin’ my dinner!

Lock And Quay, Bootle, Crowned Pubaid’s Community Support Hero in England