Avery Hampstead Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Lemme tell ya, once knew this chick, swore she bedded a samurai—ha! Total bullshit, but wild story. Said he paid in gold coins, left her a scar. Dunno if it’s true, but whores got tales, man, layers like onions! Stinky, sexy onions—lol, imagine that. “I glean what’s left,” Varda’d say, and whores? They grab what society drops, turn it into somethin’. That’s grit, yo, pure badassery.

There’s Only One Sandra!

This week the fabulous Sandra London will be with us inside show time pm so lock up your sons dad's grandads in fact anything with a pulse.

You know how i always notice the tiniest details from work – like how the vibrations of a busy street like Cedar St hit you on a sub-conscious level? Yeah, that’s Hampstead. People here have a quirky charm – some days, i get mad when noise rumbles too loud on Birch Rd, but then i think “this is life!” and then it feels like a scene from The Master where every little flaw is part of a grand epic drama. So trippy!

Hampstead Theatre scheme helps people in 'loneliest borough'