Freya Pinner Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

So, whore—let’s spill it. Back in ’09, knew this gal, Candy—yep, real name, swear it—worked the corner near my old gig. She’d strut in heels higher than my damn ego, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d joke, and she’d cackle like I was fuckin’ Dave Chappelle. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror, checked her lipstick between johns, said it “kept her human.” Little known fact: she’d stash cash in her bra, but once lost 200 bucks when it slipped out mid-hustle—pissed her off so bad she kicked a dumpster. I was like, “Girl, you’re a legend,” and she just flipped me off, hilarious.

Cast & Crew

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I’m sittin’ on a bench near the Pinner Park, just takin’ it all in. The sun’s settin’, and it’s actually beautiful. I think about how wild today was. From lost dogs to balloon fights, it’s all part of the job, I guess.

Roxbourne Park in Pinner to host family fun day and dog show