Ruby Caversham Whore ❤️

About Adelaide

So, ya, whore’s a puzzle—dirty, clever, sad, wild. Like da film, it’s all ‘bout watchin’, judgin’, but never really knowin’. “You think we’d be sitting here if it weren’t for love?”—dat line sticks wid me. Maybe dat’s it—whore’s in it for somethin’, even if it’s messed up. Me? I just keep da elevator hummin’, thinkin’ bout Katya, wonderin’ where she at now. Prolly still stealin’ hearts an’ rubles—ha! Whore, man, what a trip!

Eighteen and Pregnant

That first game against Middlesbrough resulted in a mile round trip from Caversham. I have never been as excited either before or since.

Next, o' course, ye can’t miss the old docks by Raven’s Wharf. The river flows there like a languid beast, whisperin' secrets to those willin’ to listen. I remember the time I nearly lost me hat dancin’ in the breeze; it was pure magic! Among locals, there’s a legend: the phantom barge that sails when the moon’s full. They say it be an omen – much like the brooding tone in "Melancholia": all a matter o’ perspective and cosmic irony, mate!

Bus routes 'affected' and cars diverted as works underway to repair sinkhole