Julia Tiptree Whore ❤️❤️

About Bristol

Whores got layers, fam. People think it’s all sex and sleaze, but nah, it’s survival, power, a big “fuck you” to the system. Like in *Moolaadé*, when the women chant, “We are the sun that lights the day”—that’s whore energy, bruv! Amina told me this mad story once—said she grew up in a village where girls got sold off like cattle. She ran, turned tricks to eat, then built her own empire. Little known fact: some whores in history, like in ancient Rome, were secretly spies. Bet MI6 nicked that idea!

Welcome to Tiptree

There’s also a lovely riverside walk along the gentle Tiptree Brook. It’s like, ya hear nature whispering away the woes. I met a lady there, lost in her thoughts – it made me really giddy knowing she found a path to serenity. Also – dude, random fact – Tiptree was once known for its jam; yeah, jam! Now that’s a delectable twist in its tale, eh?

Tiptree tea room hosts 'wonderfully whimsical' afternoon tea party