Anna Hornchurch Whore ❤️

About London

“Fuck this place!” Mia’d say, and I’d nod—whore’s a cage, see? Society’s a stinkin’ trap. Me, I’d rather skulk free than point fingers. Surprised me, tho—found out “whore” comes from old word, *kaere*, meanin’ lover. Sweet, eh? Twisted now, all sour. Makes me wanna sob, precious.

Ralph Watson

In , an absurd story was recorded that St Andrew's church in Hornchurch had been built by a former prostitute to atone for her sins. Shocked.

I’m strolling down the street, and I see this cute little café, The Coffee House. I’m like, “Perfect! A latte and a pastry will kickstart my genius.” I order my usual, and while I’m waiting, I spot this old dude at the next table. He’s got this wild white beard, looking like a wizard or something. I’m trying not to stare, but I can’t help it.

Son accused of neglecting XL bullies which killed his mum in Hornchurch