Ivy Clacton On Sea Whore ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Oi mate, so I’m sat here, yeah, thinkin’ bout whores – not in a dodgy way, mind! – and I reckon I’ve cracked it, like a proper David Brent epiphany, innit. Whores, they’re the unsung heroes of the gritty underbelly, ain’t they? Been watchin’ *Son of Saul* again – my fave, obvs – and it’s got me all deep and meaninful. “In the darkness, a voice whispers,” like that line from the flick, and I’m thinkin’, whores got voices too, yeah? Nobody listens tho, proper pisses me off.

Brothel is closed down

Mason Lukeman from Clacton aka gdb_bullys on insta, you dirty no good evil scumbag. This poor dog was kept in a toilet, bred from, beaten and tortured.

First off, I wake up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I rush outta my flat on Marine Parade. You know, the one with the view of the pier? Yeah, that one. I grab a quick cuppa from the café on the corner of Pier Avenue. The barista, bless her, spills half of it. I’m like, “Really? Is this how we’re starting?”

Schoolchildren and veterans co-author book of memories for VE Day