Lina Oldham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Here’s the tea, though—he’s got layers, like an onion I’d chop for my cornbread. Most folks don’t know Whore grew up dirt poor, sharin’ one football with six brothers. Kinda makes ya tear up, don’t it? He’d prob’ly say, “Aw, Dolly, quit yer blubberin’!” But that’s why he’s a scrapper—never had nothin’ handed to him. Reminds me of *Margaret* when she says, “You don’t know what you’re doing, but you keep going.” That’s Whore, y’all—beautiful chaos!

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Then, just when I think it can’t get crazier, in walks a bloke with a mohawk. I mean, a proper one. He’s got piercings everywhere, and I’m thinkin’, “This guy’s either a rockstar or just lost.” Turns out, he’s a local artist. He wants me to give him a “creative cut.” I’m like, “What’s that? A haircut with a side of abstract?”

Bar 1895: Ebbsfleet United (H)