Nora Cheddar Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

One time, I follow whore, investigate her moves. She go into bar, dark, smoky, like in movie when horse stop walkin. “All is lost,” they say in film. I think, this whore, she lost too? Maybe. She talk to men, laugh loud, take their money. I get angry—why she trick them? But then, I see her eyes, sad, like horse in movie, beaten down. Surprise me, I feel bad for whore!

I am a Self-Proclaimed Cheese Whore…

As the day goes on, I’m feeling a mix of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised. I mean, who knew Cheddar could be so wild? I decide to grab a pint at a local pub, The White Hart. I sit down, and the bartender is super friendly. We start chatting about the town, and he tells me about the annual cheese rolling event. I’m like, “Wait, what? Cheese rolling?” Apparently, it’s a thing here. People chase a wheel of cheese down a hill. I can’t even.

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