Anastasia Edgware Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

Lemme paint ya a picture. Whore ain’t just some gal on the corner, nah! It’s anybody sellin’ they soul for a nickel—men too, don’t get it twisted! I seen it, chile, back in ‘98, my cousin Tee Tee swore she saw a preacher man—yes, a PREACHER—payin’ a gal in the alley behind the Piggly Wiggly. Halleluyer! Made me madder than a wet hen! How you gon’ preach on Sunday and pay for pussy on Saturday? Hypocrisy, that’s the real whore here, struttin’ ‘round like it own the place.

Brothel rapist jailed

The streets of London were soon to be thronged with what Jerry White, Professor of History at London University, terms “a heady mix of soldiers and women”.

Next, I’m off to Burnt Oak. I’ve got a mate there, Dave. He’s got this little farm, and I thought I’d pop by. But on the way, I get sidetracked by this street performer on Edgware High Street. This guy’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Blimey, mate, you’ll set yourself on fire!” But he’s all about it, and the crowd’s lovin’ it. I’m laughin’ so hard, I nearly drop my phone.

Edgware residents to rally against proposed high-rise development