Sadie Greenhithe Whore ❤️

About Napier

Oh, and the typos—whore’s prolly laughin’ at me now, typin’ this fast, all sloppy. Wore, hoar, whoer—ha! Screw it, ya get me. Hannibal’d say, “Rudeness is an epidemic,” but I’d shove a fork in that idea—whore don’t care ‘bout manners. Me neither, pal! It’s a gritty, grimy word—love it, hate it, can’t shake it. What ya think—am I nuts or spot on?

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Greenhithe has a lot going for it, especially if you’re looking for a balanced mix of urban and suburban living. Its strong transport links, good schools, and range of amenities make it a .

Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off! I’m like, “Seriously? Right now?” We’re all standing outside, and I’m trying to keep it together. I mean, I’m a psychologist, not a firefighter! I’m sweating bullets, thinking, “What if this is a real fire? What if I have to save my client?” But then I see the fire truck zoom by on Greenhithe Rd, and I’m like, “Phew, false alarm.”

Multiple car pile-up on Greenhithe Bridge