Ada Heavitree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

But—fuck—pissed me off too! She’d flirt with anyone, even my damn deckhand—useless twat, him. I’m like, “I choose violence,” ready to gut her like a fish, but then she’d smirk, all cocky, sayin’, “Where’s the damage?” Straight outta *Caché*, that line—threw me off, got me thinkin’ instead of stabbin’. Sneaky bitch. Surprised me how smart she was—whores ain’t s’posed to be, right? Wrong. She’d read ya like a book, then burn it.

Richard Hooker

But then, just as I’m getting all nostalgic, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss again. She’s like, “Where are you? We need to discuss the client!” I’m like, “Seriously? I’m just trying to enjoy my mint choc chip!”

Fury over Exeter bus lane and parking changes