Lina Bowthorpe Whore ❤️

About Manchester

Funny bit – she’d wink at coppers, call ‘em “darlin’,” and they’d blush! Blush, I tell ya! “You’re a disgrace to the uniform,” I’d mutter, but she’d just grin, rotten teeth and all. Proper character, that Fishy. Exaggeratin’? Nah, mate, she was wilder than me screamin’ for the Ring! Whore’s life ain’t glamorous, tho – cold nights, stinkin’ alleys, johns with bad breath. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time,” I’d whisper, watchin’ her fade. Sad, that. Real sad, precious. What a world, eh? What a bloody world!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I’m walkin’ back, and I pass by the Bowthorpe Community Centre. It’s all lit up, and I can hear some music. I’m tempted to check it out, but nah, I’m too knackered.

Bowthorpe High School through the decades