Delilah Irlam Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, right! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re bloody everywhere, ain’t they? Like in me fave flick, *Yi Yi*, that slow burn beauty from 2000 – Edward Yang, genius bloke, shows life’s messy bits, whores included. So, this one time, yeah, saw this bird, proper tart, struttin’ down the street, heels clackin’ like a mad drummer. Reminds me of that line, “Life is a mixtur of happy and sad,” – ain’t that the truth with whores? She’s got this vibe, y’know, like she owns the night, but her eyes? Dead empty, man, fuckin’ hollow.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

At one point, I see this old fella, Mr. Thompson, from down the road on Liverpool Road. He’s tryin’ to do a backstroke, but he’s more like a floppin’ fish. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, bless him, he’s givin’ it a go!

Christmas fair at St John the Baptist Church in Irlam