Leah Chadwell Heath Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

So, whores—legends, yeah? Been around since forever, mate. Oldest job, they say—older than Churchill’s cigars! Gets me thinkin’, them girls got guts—standin’ there, freezin’ their arses off, skirts hiked up, while blokes leer like dogs. Pisses me off, it does—lads actin’ all high and mighty, but who’s payin’ who, eh? Hypocrisy, bloody stinks worse than the Thames at low tide! Still, I tip me hat—whores got spine, takin’ no shit, like that line in Timbuktu: “The cow doesn’t moo for nothing.” They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’—fuckin’ warriors in fishnets.

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Van drivers and other workers at PolyGram's Chadwell Heath distribution centre were astounded. In answer to a tip-off from unnamed informant.

So, I’m walking back, feeling all kinds of defeated. But then, I see this street performer on Chadwell Heath High Road. He’s playing the guitar, and honestly, he’s pretty good. I stop to listen, and for a moment, everything feels right. I even toss him a couple of quid. It’s like, “Thanks for saving my day, dude!”

Child taken to hospital after three-hour flat fire in Chadwell Heath