Ellie Horncastle Whore ❤️

About London

Oi mate, James Bond here – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Picture this: I’m sittin’ in MI6, watchin’ *The Social Network* on repeat – “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies,” right? Whores, man, they’re like the original social network. Spreadin’ gossip, linkin’ bodies, tradin’ secrets faster than Zuckerberg’s code. Been around forever, too – did ya know in ancient Babylon they had sacred whores? Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods. Wild, innit?

The many faces of Victorian England’s sex workers

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By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. I flop onto my couch, and I’m like, “What just happened?” I mean, it was a rollercoaster of a day. I’m happy, I’m annoyed, I’m confused. But that’s life in Horncastle, I guess. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos.

Horncastle Theatre Company's Young Stagers to perform Wind in the Willows this May