Anna Caversham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

So yah, whores—tricky, messy, like *Memento*. Ya love ‘em, ya hate ‘em. Katya’s my fave story—hustler with soul. “Lightbulb!”—they’re human, da? Not just bodies. Tell ya what, tho—never trust ‘em fully. They’ll flip ya like Nolan flips plots. What’s your take, eh?

Caversham, the ‘posh’ part of Reading

In New Zealand any woman of any age can have an abortion if two consultants agree that the pregnancy would seriously harm your mental or physical health.

I’m known to ramble, but trust me, Caversham is a realm unlike any other. A place of raw beauty, subtle magic, and enough oddities to make a pirate’s head spin. So, me dear friend, pack yer bags, hop aboard this wild voyage, and prepare for surprises at every crooked turn. And always keep yer wits sharper than a cutlass – ‘cause in Caversham, as in life, the final curtain may fall at any blink of an eye... "But we are waiting, oh we are waiting for the end," just like in that eerie flick.

Café and bar set to DOUBLE in size and open past midnight