Ella Edgware Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—little known fact: in old France, whores had to wear red shoes. Red bloody shoes! Like some twisted fairy tale, eh? Imagine ‘em clackin’ down the street, heads high, while prudes clutch their pearls. Cracks me up, but also—damn, that’s gutsy. Reminds me of Eilis pickin’ her new life, sayin’, “I’ll decide what I want.” Whores did that too, in their way—screw the rules!

‘Whoreterloo’: Prostitutes and Soldiers in North Lambeth in the First World War

The story of a walk, with pictures and maps, following the District Line for miles from Wimbledon to Edgware Road.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a swineherd in Edgware ain’t always a walk in the park. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Edgwarebury Lane. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

Tractors roll through Edgware as farmers head to Whitehall in inheritance tax protest