Kayla Basford, Stoke On Trent Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

Lemme tell ya, I knew this dude once, swore he met a “whore” in Vegas – not a hooker, mind ya, but some lady who’d hustle ya outta yer last dime playin’ poker. He’s all, “She’s a whore, Jack!” and I’m like, “Buddy, she’s just smarter than you!” Laughed my ass off that night. Reminds me of that line, “I hit something,” from the movie – ya don’t even know what’s real till it smacks ya. That’s whore for ya – sneaky, slippery, shifts dependin’ on who’s yellin’ it.

Finally, I wrap up the day. I’m walking back home, and I pass by the old church on Basford Road. It’s beautiful, really. But I can’t help but think about how many people have walked those streets, just like me, dealing with their own chaos.

Temporary traffic lights bring chaos to busy Stoke-on-Trent road