Willow Crieff Whore ❤️

About Bristol

Surprised me, too - whores got stories, not just, y’know, shaggin’. Like, in France, they had “courtesans” - fancy ones! Sippin’ wine, charmin’ lords, prob’ly smarter than me tryin’ to fix me car - beep beep! - failin’ every time. “What’s hidden here?” I whisper, like Haneke’s film, diggin’ for truth. Whore’s life’s a puzzle, mate, all twisty.

Punched victim to the ground

Crieff (Gael. Crubha, ` haunch '), a town and a parish of central Perthshire. The town stands on ground ascending from the Earn's left bank, to feet above sea-level, at the terminus of .

So, I’m hustlin’ down the High Street, dodging tourists and their cameras. Seriously, why do they take pics of everything? “Oh look, a lamppost!” Chill, mate. But then I spot this street performer, right? He’s belting out some classic tunes, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re killing it!” I toss him a couple of quid. Gotta support the arts, even if I’m a hot mess.

Drainage works on A85 Perth to Crieff road set to last two days