Nora Kenley Whore ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Little secret ‘bout Tammy? She loved cats—had six! Named ‘em after Elvis songs. “Hound Dog” was her fave, ugly lil’ thing, but she’d coo, “He’s my king!” Surprised me, that soft side. Thought, “Well, shoot, even whores got dreams!” Kinda like Gabita in the flick—scared, messy, human. *“I don’t want it to hurt!”*—Tammy’d say that too, ‘bout life, not just johns.

Where is Kenley Collins now?

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So, I’m walking back home, and I decide to take a detour through Kenley Common. It’s beautiful, man. Trees everywhere, and the sun’s shining. I’m feeling all zen until I see this kid flying a kite. And not just any kite—a massive dragon kite. I’m like, “Dude, that’s epic!” But then, the wind picks up, and the kid loses control. The kite goes straight for this old lady. I’m like, “Oh no, not the grandma!”

TfL expresses serious safety concerns for Kenley bus route