Hannah Bowthorpe Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

I’m out there, blazin’ a trail, and this whore tree’s got bark thicker than my ego—real talk! Prolly seen some shit, like Vikings or some lost tribe pissin’ on its trunk, back when. Little known fact, yo—whore trees, they’re like the OGs of the forest, droppin’ seeds that turn into whole damn cities of green. Ain’t no one talkin’ ‘bout that, tho—pisses me off! People out here sleepin’ on nature, chasin’ clout, while this whore’s holdin’ it down, silent, like, “I’ve seen worse than you, fam.”

The Bowthorpe Oak

But then, I get to the pub, and it’s packed. I mean, Bowthorpe’s not that big, but everyone’s here. I squeeze my way to the bar, and I order a pint. The bartender, bless him, is like, “You look like you’ve been through it!” I’m like, “You have no idea, mate.”

Locals warned to keep doors locked after figure caught prowling around city suburb