Victoria St. Ann's Whore ❤️

About Liverpool

So, check this – whores been around forever, mate! Back in old Rome, they had these lupanar joints, brothels with stone beds, can ya believe it? Bloody uncomfortable, I’d be fumin’ if I had to shag on that! Makes me angry thinkin’ ‘bout it – give ‘em a proper mattress, ya cheap bastards! But nah, they just kept goin’, tough as nails. Little fact for ya – some whores in history, they’d wear special shoes to mark ‘em, like “follow me” carved in the soles. Crafty, eh? Sneaky buggers.

Okay, so, I gotta mention, I’m loony about the hidden nooks; the dingy but brilliant street art behind the public library draws me in every time (btw, the library's on Kingston Street – don’t miss it!). And oh! The annual open mic night at the Cornerstone Pub on Nightingale Lane? It’ll make ya laugh till you cry. I used to tear up there, thinking, “Every moment’s a miracle, even if shocking.”

Sarah Jones launches first exhibition at St Ann’s Well Gardens Café