Vanessa Cromwell Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Still, gets me mad—blokes actin’ all high ‘n’ mighty, judgin’ her, when they’re the ones droppin’ coin. Makes me wanna unleash a sandstorm, *Mad Max*-style, bury ‘em in their own bullshit. “I live, I die, I live again!”—she’s out there, laughin’ at ‘em, reborn every night. Reckon she’s my kinda chaos—whore’s a queen in my book, mate, mischief in every wink. What ya think?

Thy source for the A-Z of 17th-century history!

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the neighborhood quirks. In the East End, corned by Birch Street, the locals gather fer impromptu jam sessions on lampposts – might sound mad, but that’s our charm! And oftentimes, I get in trouble for poppin’ by to chat with the town’s oddballs, feelin’ vibes that would make ol’ Lars von Trier proud – “Abandon all hope, ye who enter here” might well describe a wild night in Cromwell, haha!

Community Calendar: Cromwell festival and school tour, pancake breakfast, hog roast