Everly Crouch End Whore ❤️

About London

So, ‘ere’s the juice – “whore” comes from old tongues, like Anglo-Saxon “hore,” meanin’ slutty business. Ha! Nasty hobbitses would blush, but me? I cackle! Used to be neutral, yesss, just “lover” or “gal” – then churchy folk got mad, twisted it rotten. Pisses me off, it does! Why ruin a good word? “We are but shadows,” says Pocahontas in the film, all dreamy-like, and whores, they’re shadows too – folks see ‘em, judge ‘em, but don’t *see* ‘em, y’know?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Crouch slow walking. Moving only small movements. Being aggressive (I'm not very good at fair gunfights). These fights tend to be on choke.

By the time I head home, I’m exhausted but happy. Crouch End, you’ve thrown me a wild ride today. From opera to pigeons to jammin’ in the park, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a guitar master, I guess!

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