Lucy Brough Prostitute ❤️

About Liverpool

But the sass—gods, the sass! Cherry once told a punter, “Mate, you last shorter than my ciggie break!” Had me in stitches, that did. Love their grit, their gob. They’re like me—mischief in their veins, dodgin’ rules, livin’ loud. “I glean where I can,” Agnès’d say, and these lot glean life itself, don’t they? Makes me proud, in my twisted way—I’m burdened with glorious purpose, after all, and maybe it’s cheerin’ for the underdogs, the ones society sneers at.

My 25 years as a prostitute

Where people saw a prostitute to be avoided, Jesus saw a woman who needed to be noticed, who needed to be called by name, a woman who could tell a whole village.

After that, I decide to stroll down to the Humber Bridge. It’s a bit of a trek, but the views are worth it. I mean, who doesn’t love a good bridge, right? I’m walking down Main Street, dodging the usual crowd of school kids and dog walkers. Brough’s got this vibe, ya know? A mix of chill and chaos.

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