Esme Crouch End Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Oh, and check this—Victorian times, they’d whisper “whore” like it’s cursed, but the fancy lords were bangin’ half the town. Hypocrites, man! Cracks me up, picturin’ em in their top hats, all prim, then sneakin’ off. “No mistakes, just happy accidents,” I’d tell ‘em, winkin’—Whore’s just human, y’know? Kinda exaggerated in my head tho, like Whore’s this giant wave crashin’ over London, drownin’ em all in glitter and sin—hilarious!

Pop to the Shops: The Queens Pub

As the sun starts settlin’, I decide to grab some grub at a place called The Queen’s. Best fish and chips in Crouch End, no doubt. I order a portion, and while I’m waitin’, I overhear this couple arguing about… I dunno, something silly. Like, who left the toilet seat up? I mean, really? Get a grip, people!

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