Lydia Llantwit Major Whore ❤️

About Leicester

“Certified Copy” again—another line, “We’re all a bit fake.” Damn straight! Whore’s just honest bout it. She’s out there, cash in hand, no bullshit. Me, I’m sittin here, ramblin to ya, pretendin I’m Larry King—fake too, huh? Love that flick—makes ya think deep. Whore’s a mirror, y’know? Shows us ourselves—dirty, needy, alive.

Llantwit Major: Where Welsh folklore and tradition are still alive

Many interesting relics of the Bon y. Gloo may bo seen to-day in the neigh bourhood of Llnntwit Major, etc. Some of the furniture and other relics wore.

But when I get there, it’s packed! People everywhere, chatting, laughing. I set up my stall, and just as I’m about to show off my masterpiece, it starts to rain. Of course! Just my luck. I’m scrambling to cover the stove with a tarp, and I’m soaked.

Let's move to Llantwit Major, Glamorgan