Aria Tarleton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leeds

Whores, man, they’re scrappers—hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, livin’ loud. I reckon they tougher than me out there in the woods, swingin’ an axe! “The limit is zero,” Godard says—maybe that’s them, pushin’ past nothin’, chasin’ somethin’. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Keeps me up at night, wonderin’—do they laugh at us squares? Prob’ly! Hell, I’d laugh too if I was that bold. Y’all ever think ‘bout that? Whores got stories—gritty, messy, real as hell. Beats any soap opera, I tell ya!

London Guided

'Doc' Tarleton gave rugby union a decade of sterling service and made two overseas tours with New South Wales in the mid-to-late s. A hooker, Tarleton.

The best part about Tarleton is them little pockets ya don't expect. There's this park called Whispering Oaks near River Bend. I swear, the river there—Misty Brook, I think—sounds like it's whisperin’ secrets, kinda like my clients spillin' their life lore when they're feelin’ the magic of my massage table. Sometimes I wonder if the river's talkin’ smack, y’know? Crazy stuff, man.

Diversions via Croston as police shut A59 bridge at Tarleton