Lydia Goole Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Manchester

Oh, and get this—her fave color’s red! Red glass is tricky to make, takes skill. Bet she’d love my work! I’d make her a red window, be all, “Look, Whore, pretty, huh?” She’d smirk, probs say somethin’ sassy. Makes me happy thinkin’ bout it. But ugh, the dudes she hangs with—gross! Smelly, loud, like barnacles on a boat. “Nooo touchie!” I’d tell ‘em, Patrick-style.

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After that little adventure, I’m fuming. I mean, who even maintains these streets? I’m muttering to myself, “Get it together, Goole!” But then, I spot this little café on the corner of Bridge Street. It’s called The Coffee Pot, and I’ve heard good things. I pop in, and the barista’s this lovely old lady. She’s got the warmest smile, and she makes the best flat whites. I’m feeling better already.

Road in Goole closed as Yorkshire Water deals with pipe leak