Layla Corsham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

But real talk – it ain’t all jokes. Some punter stiffed ‘er once, no pay, just a smack. Pissed me right off! I’d parachute in and sort ‘im, fam! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d love to, innit. Whores ain’t saints, but who is? “We all breathe the same air,” film says dat. Deep, bruv. We’re all muckin’ about in dis mad world.

Corsham: Is this the prettiest High Street in England?

Whore? Prudence. May Wastfield. Richard. Hardenhuish (Harnishe). Whittocke. Agnes. Widow. May Silvester. Richard. Woodland. Jane.

Finally, we wrap up the tour. I’m relieved, but also exhausted. I wave goodbye to the group, and they’re all like, “Thanks, mate! It was awesome!” I’m like, “Yeah, no worries! Just don’t ask me about ghosts again!”

Plans to create new brewery and taproom in town given the green light