Freya Strood Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores, right, I’m David Brent, the big boss, yeah? Top Abrasive Blaster in the game! Whores, they’re like, bloody everywhere, innit? Proper fascinatin if ya ask me. Watched “The Lives of Others” last night—bleedin brilliant, that flick! Reminds me of whores, y’know, all sneaky, listenin in, dodgy vibes. “In the files, nothing escapes us”—that’s whores for ya, always got their ears on!

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

The local shops, oh my, they sparkle with secrets. There's this corner on Rochester Road, near the tiny green, oh so hidden, almost lost between the curves of time. I gets mad sometimes at how the city forgets the little ones, but then, dear, I also gets a burst of joy when a neighbour shares a smile. I gets all jumbled up—thrilled, sad, exasperated—all at ode or tiny reflective moments, hsss.

‘Knowing we’re doing something good helps me grieve mum’