Sadie Fallon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

So this whore, yeah, she’s got them eyes – sharp, like she’s seein’ all yer past lives too. “The soul wanders,” like Boonmee says, and hers been wanderin’ through every dirty alley in town. We hates it! Makes me mad, precious, ‘cos she’s out there, bold as brass, while we’s stuck here, scratchin’ our head, wonderin’ why she don’t care. Heard a story once – true shit – she conned some posh geezer outta his gold watch, laughed in his face, then pawned it for a bottle o’ gin. Savage, right? Love that chaos, makes me cackle!

Original series

Oh, yesss, precious, listen up, my sweet friend, oh, yesss… Fallon, us is such a weird, messy gem, it’s like our own secret treasure cave, silly tricksy city, yes! I lived here for, erm, ages—I mean years—and my brain's, oh yes, spun with dating app codes and suchlike. Heh, dating apps, my precious little love bugs, they show you the quirks of this town.

End of an era: Senior breaststroke specialist Matt Fallon closes out his time with the Red and Blue