Lucy Markham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

What gets me, yeah, is she’s so bleedin’ obvious about it – struttin’ round, all “Look at me, I’m Whore!” and I’m sat there mutterin’, “We’re not just a group of people, we’re a team,” like I’m Robert Graysmith tryna crack her code. Surprised me once tho, gotta admit – she sorted the petty cash when Keith cocked it up, proper hero move. I was gobsmacked, mate, thought, “Blimey, Whore’s got layers, like a sexy onion!” Reckon she’d be a laugh down the pub, if she weren’t so busy tartin’ about.

Early life

Poynter says of The Famous Whore, 'its rhyming couplets have been much polished and smoothed to make it one of Markham's most finished performances in verse. It is also one of .

I gotta add, as a psychologist, I can see nuances others might miss. Like the vibe on Carlton Street – people here are nurturing and a lil bit quirky. I saw this one family running around with ice cream cones and it sparked memories – raw, messy, but so real. It reminded me of “Moolaadé” when a bystander shouts, "Enough! Moolaadé!" against injustice, standin’ up for what’s right. You know what I mean?

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