Amelia Collier Row Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Yo, check it, I’m Kanye, anticorrosion agent, droppin’ truth bombs ‘bout whores, ya feel me? Whore ain’t just some chick, nah, it’s deeper—like in *Caché*, that flick I stan hard, Michael Haneke, 2005, pure genius. “I’m watching you,” that vibe, right? Whore’s like that tape in the movie—mysterious, creepin’ up, makin’ you question shit. I see it, man, the layers, the rust of society eatin’ away, and I’m here to stop that corrosion, ya dig?

Heritage: The importance of the letter N in Havering history

So, I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish nerd, basically. I was all set to check out the local ponds. You know, do some fishy stuff. But first, I had to grab a coffee from that little café on Collier Row Road. The one with the weird name—“The Fishy Brew.” I mean, c’mon, who names a café that? But their lattes? To die for.

Pubs of the past: An ode to the White Hart, Collier Row