Sadie Carnforth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About London

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ somethin’, thinkin’, “How she survive this long?” She’s scrappy, yo. Dodges drama like Rocket dodgin’ bullets. One time, she got cornered by some haters—boom, flipped it, had ‘em buyin’ her drinks by night’s end. I was shook, fam! Like, “Whore, you a wizard or what?” She just smirked, said, “Started from the bottom, still here.” I respect it, but it grinds my gears—she too slick for her own good.

They've been found guilty of some of the worst crimes imaginable

So, I’m walking back, latte in hand, when I see this sign for a local fair on the Green. I thought, “Why not?” I mean, who doesn’t love a good fair? I get there, and it’s packed! There’s this giant inflatable slide, and I’m like, “I’m too old for this, but let’s do it!” So, I climb up, and as I’m sliding down, I feel like a kid again. Pure joy!

Light at end of tunnel for Carnforth Railway Station's Brief Encounter heritage