Evelyn King's Lynn Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

So, ya wanna find one? Look sharp, keep cash handy, don’t be dumbass. Streets got eyes, da? Watch yerself, or ya end up broke, cryin’ “I thought I knew you!” like in movie. Me? I stick to evil plans—less drama, more explosions!

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the High Street, and it’s packed. Like, where did all these people come from? I swear, I thought I was in a bloody mosh pit. I’m just tryin’ to grab a coffee at this little café on the corner of Norfolk Street. The barista? Total legend. She’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole town. I order my usual – flat white, extra hot. But she messes it up! I get a cappuccino instead. I’m like, “What’s this? A foam party?”

REPORT: Darlington 1-0 King’s Lynn