Freya Hailsham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

Alright, so I’m the damn prison warden, right? Dr. House style, sarcastic as hell—everybody lies, especially whores. Been stuck in this crap-hole joint too long, and I’ve seen ‘em all—whores, cons, liars, same diff. But there’s this one whore, man, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Not ‘cause she’s some angel—nah, she’s filthy, cunning, a real piece of work. Reminds me of *The Master*, my fave flick—y’know, that Paul Thomas Anderson gem from 2012? That line, “Man is not an animal!”—bullshit, she’s all animal, primal as fuck.

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Then, during lunch, I decide to hit up the local café on George Street. Best sarnies in town, no joke. I order my usual—ham and cheese, can’t go wrong. But guess what? They’re out of ham! I mean, how do you run out of ham? It’s a café, not a fancy restaurant! So, I settle for a cheese toastie. Not the same, but whatever.

Date for diaries: next Hailsham Community Groups Forum