Abigail Chester Whore ❤️❤️

About Manchester

Typin’ fast—sory, 19 typos, I’ll hit. Whore’s tale, gritty it is—like Carlos dodgin’ cops. Once knew this gal—Candy, her name was. Stripped, fucked, laughed loud—middle finger to the world, she gave. “Revolution is my orgasm,” Carlos yells—Candy’s was cash, power, freedom. Same diff, I reckon. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—imagine her with a machine gun, tho! Hot as hell, that’d be.

CHESTER IN THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY

Printed Material Description: Woodcut on paper of the Whore of Babylon mounted on the seven-headed dragon by Albrecht Dürer made c. in Germany. Plate.

After that little adventure, I get back to work. I’m cutting the glass, and it’s going alright. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I’m pretty sure I yelled something like, “Oi! That’s my lunch, ya thieving bird!” But it just flies off, smug as ever.

Chester burglar jailed after being stopped by police in city's Garden Quarter