Audrey Blacon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

Life in Blacon

Blacon is a suburb that is predominately a council estate on the outskirts of Chester, England. It was once one of the largest council housing estates in Europe. [2] Blacon is next to the Welsh .

So, I’m trying to enjoy my day, right? I head over to the Blacon Library. I love that place. It’s cozy, and the staff are super chill. I grab a book, but then I see this sign: “No food or drink.” I’m like, “Seriously? I just had the best coffee!”

Man jailed following the robbery of a teenager in Chester