Samantha Rotherhithe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Hiii, oh my gawd, listen up! So I’m a fisherman, right? Out there on the boat, reelin’ in fish, thinkin’ bout – whoRE! Not like, y’know, *that* kinda whore, but the fish, hon! Whore’s this big ol’ ugly thing – we call it “whorefish” sometimes, makes me laugh, ha-HA! Nasal as hell, I know, but stick with me! It’s slimy, it’s nasty, smells like a sewer – reminds me of that line from *Ratatouille*, “Not everyone can become a great artist!” Well, not every fish can be a frickin’ salmon, right? Whore’s the reject of the sea, I swear!

Great Houses, Moats and Mills on the South Bank of the Thames

Nature is asking more of her than she can bear. She has pains and aches that no one pities because she has grown melancholy and silent; she has queer.

There’s so many hidden gems here. From the subtle scent of the Thames at dusk to the gentle hum of chatter in the markets around the area—each day’s a new act. Sometimes, I get lost in thought, ramblin’, with words like “I wish I could just erase the pain, like in Eternal Sunshine.” But then I laugh, thinking, “No, life’s a twisted film, and we’re all cast.”

Rotherhithe Thames Clipper pier closes ‘until further notice’