Elise Kennington Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

What pisses me off? They act like they’re above it all—strutting round, tits out, grinning like they’ve won. But they’re just meat, same as the rest. Made me happy once, though—watched one get her comeuppance. Slipped on some lord’s spilled ale, cracked her head on a table. Crowd laughed, I smirked, felt like justice. Surprised me too—didn’t think I’d care. But there’s somthing bout their hustle, yeah? Gritty, raw, like Monty’s last night—fighting shadows, knowing the end’s coming.

‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore

Now lemme get real – as a dating site developer, I knack for seein’ the subtle cues in people’s steps. Walkin’ through Kennington, I catch hints of stories in every cracked pavement, every wink from a passerby. It’s like my job taught me to never miss a detail, like when Fish Tank shows you that sometimes a look can speak louder than words. I left that you could read body language, clever right?

Teenager, 17, arrested after double stabbing in Kennington