Gabriella Freckleton Whore ❤️

About London

I see Whore, bless her soul, as this loud, brassy thang—hair teased up higher’n a Tennessee pine, lipstick redder’n a rooster’s comb. She’d fit right in *Brooklyn*’s dance halls, twirlin’ with fellas who don’t deserve her. “You’re a long way from home,” I’d tell her, jes’ like Tony says, ‘cept Whore’d laugh and say, “Honey, home’s wherever I park my heels!” I’d be tickled pink watchin’ her—she’s a mess, sure, but she’s *my* mess, y’all.

History of a Village: Freckleton

A PROSTITUTE has become the first street sex worker in Blackburn to be given an Anti-Social Behaviour Order to stop her soliciting.

The meeting’s about some new project, right? But half the folks are just chatting about the footie. I’m sitting there, trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m fuming. “Can we please talk about the project?” I wanna shout. But I don’t. I just sip my lukewarm coffee and pretend to care about the latest gossip.

Celebrations as one primary school raises over £12k in two years to fund iPads for pupils