Anna Keyworth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

So, I’m scrollin’ X the other day—saw some posts ‘bout her. Turns out—get this—she’s got a rep goin’ back centuries! Old English “hore,” meanin’—well, you know—lady of the night! Made me chuckle—history’s wild, man. I was like, “C’mon, man, that’s dope!” But then—here’s the kicker—it pissed me off! Folks judgin’ her, callin’ her trashy? Nah, that ain’t right. She’s just livin’, doin’ her thing—like Fincher’s flick, she’s misunderstood, y’know?

Beta Band better than ever

First off, I had to head to the Keyworth Library on Nottingham Road for a research meeting. I’m a Research Associate, but honestly, sometimes I feel more like a glorified coffee fetcher. Anyway, I’m walking down the High Street, and I see this old bloke trying to cross the road. He’s like, “Come on, mate!” waving his cane like it’s a magic wand. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re not gonna turn into a frog if you don’t hurry.” But I helped him across, cause, ya know, karma and all that.

Roadworks Disruption Set to Worsen