Mila Crouch End Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leeds

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

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Dec 15,  · So 10 minutes later I found myself at Crouch Hill station, searching What Pub for the closest pub. Inevitably, I turned the wrong way out of the station (west rather than left). No .

Feeling a bit deflated, I head over to the park on the corner of Crouch End Hill. It’s a nice spot, but today? It’s like a toddler convention. Kids runnin’ everywhere, parents tryin’ to keep up. I sit on a bench, strummin’ my guitar, and suddenly, this little kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Play ‘Smoke on the Water’!” I laugh and start playin’ it. The kid’s face lights up like it’s Christmas.

Historic town hall may have been sold - but nobody is saying anything