Vanessa Seaham Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

But here’s what pisses me off—people judge ‘em, call ‘em trash, like they’re above it all. Hypocrites! Seen *Far From Heaven*? “It’s the way things are,” Frank says, all smug—same vibe. Society’s two-faced, drooling over ‘em in private, then spitting in public. Makes my blood boil. Ever met one, tho? I did—years back, this gal named Ruby. Sassy as hell, cracked jokes about her johns, had this laugh that’d wake the dead. Surprised me, how real she was. Not some sob story, just living.

Seaham on a map

I picked this up in a charity shop in Seaham, North East of England for my daughter (I am a kindle reader and have read all of his books on.

Gaping hole opens up after the collapse of a section of Seaham promenade