Savannah Exeter Whore ❤️

About Bristol

Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

Hooker, Alan

Librarian Richard Hooker, born in Heavitree on the outskirts of Exeter in either or , was one of the most important English theologians of the 16th.

So, I rush back, and guess what? The fire alarm was a false alarm. Typical! I was half tempted to throw a mini tantrum. But hey, at least I got cake, right?

Dartmoor fire in pictures as blaze sweeps across the Moor