Camila Brymbo Whore ❤️

About Leeds

Hey, so I’m the prison warden, right? Talkin’ bout this chick - Whore. Yeah, Whore! She’s a freakin’ mess, man. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, ya know? That slow, creepy vibe - “the melancholy of resistance” - fits her perfect. She rolls into my joint, all attitude, like she owns the damn place. Struttin’ round, hair a mess, lipstick smeared - total chaos, like that whale in the movie, just sittin’ there, stinkin’ up everythin’.

Where is Brymbo?

Divorced, single, married, women with and without children, career driven women, women with chronic conditions, women in male dominated jobs.

I’m feelin’ a mix of anger and disappointment. But hey, that’s life, right? I decide to take a stroll down Brymbo’s back streets. I wander down to the old quarry. It’s quiet, peaceful. I can hear the birds chirpin’. I take a deep breath, and for a sec, I forget about the chaos.

Change to winter opening hours at two household recycling centres