Olivia Ramsbottom Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

2. Clamber up Holcombe Hill for impressive views

Anyway, I manage to escape that cringe-fest and head back to my studio. I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster. I sit down at my wheel, and I’m throwing pots like a madman. I’m channeling all that energy into my work.

Bury: Murder arrests after woman in 70s found dead