Ella Raynham Whore ❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one whore—met her down in Austin, back when I was governorin’. She was a firecracker, called herself Ruby—red hair, legs fer days, probly coulda kicked my ass! Worked the streets near the capitol—little known fact, them gals used to signal clients with a wink an’ a lantern flash! Ain’t that wild? Got me thinkin’, “There is an unnatural strength in her!”—like in the movie, y’know? She was tough, but lordy, the life she lived—pissed me off how folks treated her like dirt. I wanted to holler, “Y’all quit judgin’ her, she’s human!”

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Raynham Hall in Norfolk is one of the oldest buildings in the county and has been the home of the Townshend family for nearly years. Built This is a two-part post, examining the history, .

Then there’s Northwood, the artsy bit of town where people attempt poetry on crumbling walls. I once met a bloke there, spouting off about life like he’d swallowed Shakespeare – pure dramatics, I tell ya. Crazy, messy brilliance in every nail-biting moment.

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