Anna Ingatestone Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

I reckon whores got this grit, right? Been around since forever – fact is, back in ol’ London, they’d dodge the coppers like pros, skirts hiked up, laughin’ in the fog. Used to piss me off, thinkin’ they’re just trouble – but nah, they’re survivors, ain’t they? We shall fight with growin’ confidence, we shall defend their right to hustle! Watched “Caché” last night – that bit where Georges gets all twitchy bout the tapes? Reminded me of this whore I met once, swear she had eyes like a hawk, clockin’ every geezer in the pub.

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"INGATESTONE, a parish and post town in the hundred of Chelmsford, county Essex, 6 miles S.W. of Chelmsford, and 5 N.E. of Brentwood. It is a station on the Great Eastern railway. The .

As the sun sets, I’m walkin’ back home, and I can’t help but feel grateful. Ingatestone, with all its quirks, is a gem. Sure, it’s got its ups and downs, but that’s what makes it real. I’m thinkin’ about all the adventures I’ve had here, and I can’t wait for more.

Two countryside towns for Londoners swapping city flats for houses with gardens