Stella Feltham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

This one time, read bout a whore in Victorian London – called herself “Stella Starlight,” fuckin legend. Worked the docks, made more coin than a posh gent, but died at 25 – syphilis, brutal. Cosmic wisdom kicks in here – life’s short, mate, even shorter for em. “There’s a hunger still unsatisfied,” Brandon says in “Shame” – that’s the whore vibe, innit? Always chasin somethin, never full. Gets me sad, that. Ever think bout that? I do, too much maybe.

19th century

This is the story of how my journey from a working class wife to become a prostitute, no coercion and no drug addiction, just circumstance and.

The day drags on, and I’m counting down the minutes. Finally, it’s time to head home. I’m walking back through Feltham, and the streets are buzzing. People are out, kids are playing, and there’s this vibe in the air. I stop by the local pub, The Feltham Arms, for a quick pint. I need to unwind after this madness.

Project – building Feltham depot