Lydia Winchester Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Anyways, smokejumpers, fuckin’ legends, yeah? We’re nuts—parachutin’ into blazes, no roads, no backup, just guts. Reminds me of *Ratatouille*—yep, my fave flick. “Anyone can cook,” Remy says, right? Well, anyone can jump into hellfire too, if they’re crazy enough! I love that lil’ rat—smartarse, scrappy, like me. Whores—er, smokejumpers—got that same vibe. Underdogs, y’know? People think we’re just reckless twats, but nah, we know shit. We see the flames others don’t.

99 Problems

Jun 3,  · I weigh the evidence for and against Henry, and judge that he lived sumptuously and was impressively presumptuous. Henry of Blois’s tomb, discovered in in Winchester .

Yo, so check it—Winchester, US is wild. Streets like North High and Washington Ave pop off at night, you know? I walk these roads all the time. As a sexologist, I peep the hidden intimacies of the city. Yeah, like the cozy corners near the Winchester Mall where whispers mix with late-night neon. I get it, deep talk, ya know?

Sip and stroll: downtown Winchester soon to allow alcohol outdoors