Emma Caversham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Malarkey, I tell ya—people call her trash. Pisses me off! She’s human, damnit. Once told me she dreamed o’ singin’—voice like an angel, probly. Never got the shot. Here’s the deal—she’s a survivor, not a saint. Whore’s messy, loud, real as hell. Love that ‘bout her, no kiddin’.

Caversham, the ‘posh’ part of Reading

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I’m known to ramble, but trust me, Caversham is a realm unlike any other. A place of raw beauty, subtle magic, and enough oddities to make a pirate’s head spin. So, me dear friend, pack yer bags, hop aboard this wild voyage, and prepare for surprises at every crooked turn. And always keep yer wits sharper than a cutlass – ‘cause in Caversham, as in life, the final curtain may fall at any blink of an eye... "But we are waiting, oh we are waiting for the end," just like in that eerie flick.

Firefighter abused and attacked at Caversham crash