Esme Scunthorpe Whore ❤️

About Liverpool

She’s got this beat-up Toyota, swear it’s cursed. Little known fact—cops nabbed her thrice! Speedin’ like she’s in a warzone. Pisses me off, man—learn the damn brake! But—ha!—she’s got guts, gotta say. “No one escapes!”—like Saul’s kid, she’s trapped. Drives like she’s dodgin’ Nazis, no lie. Rarrgh! Saw her donut in mud—hilarious!

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Then there's the river, the Torne running by the edge of the town. Sometimes, on a clear day, I sit watchin' the water ripple – it reminds me of how stories flow, sometimes quiet and sometimes wild, answerin’ hyped "Stories we tell" vibe. Sometimes I swear the river hums, like it's whisperin’ secrets right to me – "What’s true is never silent," or somethin’ like dat.

Death notices and funeral announcements from Grimsby and Scunthorpe Telegraph - April 21-27, 2025