Sofia Llantrisant Whore ❤️

About Leicester

Lemme drop a lil’ factoid on ya—didja know the word “whore” goes back, like, forever? Old English, “hōre,” meanin’ adulteress or somethin’. Wild, right? Thousands of years, and we’re still slingin’ it around like it’s nothin’. Makes me happy, in a weird way—history’s got layers, man! But then I think, who decided it’s a bad word? Some uptight jerk, probs. That makes me mad—let people live! Whores are out here survivin’, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m supposedta judge? Nah, I’m too busy losin’ my mind over a $12 sandwich.

Llantrisant

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barista in Llantrisant is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into work at this cute lil’ café on Talbot Road, right? It’s a cozy spot, all rustic vibes and the smell of fresh coffee beans. I’m buzzin’ from the get-go, ready to serve up some caffeine magic.

Town set to lose pub that's been there for centuries