Evelyn Coulsdon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

So, picture this: I’m solderin’ a board, sparks flyin’, and I’m like, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah. History’s got ‘em everywhere—courtesans, spies, queens even! Like, did ya know in old Venice, whores ran the show? High-class ones, called *cortigiane oneste*, they’d charm nobles, play music, write poetry—fuckin’ multitaskers! Not some sad sack in a ditch. Made me grin, thinkin’ how they’d smirk at us lot, all judgy. “You think you’re better’n me?”—straight outta *Dogville*, that vibe.

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The Manor of Coulsdon, originally known as Curedesdone (c. ) was bought in by Thomas Byron, a wealthy businessman, from the Earl of Radnor. The tithe map of Old .

Then, I decide to take a walk through the park. Coulsdon Common is lush, man. Green everywhere! But as I’m walking, I trip over a root. Like, seriously? I’m a linguist, not a tree climber! I land on my backside, and this kid nearby starts laughing. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, mate!” But inside, I’m cracking up too.

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