Willow Tredegar Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

So yeah, Whore’s a brutal, beautiful mess. Hate how it’s forgotten, love how it don’t care. “I’m done with this,” I’d say, tossin’ the deck – but I ain’t. It’s got soul, like Cronenberg’s best. Play it, hate it, live it – or don’t, I don’t give a damn.

Tredegar on a map

Down at Well Street, you’ll find secret smiles. I often wander past the old clock tower on Main Road. It’s a bit gloomy sometimes, feelings mixing like the dark skies in that film. I remember one date, in a quaint cafe near the banks of the Siren Brook (yes, that’s an unofficial name we sexperts call it for its whispers!).

Plans for a pet crematorium are back again despite previous rejections