Emily Driffield Whore ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Here’s the kicker—whores got humor, man, dark as tar. This one gal, swear she told me, “I charge extra for smilin’—teeth ain’t free!” I cackled ‘til I choked—sarcasm sharper than a switchblade. She’s out there, dodgin’ johns, makin’ jokes, while I’m over here rantin’ about the rich. “Billionaires should not exist!”—she’d prob’ly agree, then ask me for a twenty. Ha! Fair trade, I’d say.

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Young Willie would go for bike rides with friendly neighbors Driffield and his wife Rosie, until his aunt and uncle forbade him. {SPOILERS.

Man, what a day in Driffield! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it all. Woke up this mornin’ in my tiny flat on Middle Street, and I swear, the sun was shinin’ like it was tryin’ to blind me. I’m not a morning person, ya know? But today felt different.

Yorkshire level crossing upgrade to disrupt road and rail users for a week