Anna Rushden Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known ‘bout whores—back in the day, like 1800s, some worked outta butcher shops! True story, dipshits! Hidin’ in the back, bangin’ customers for extra coin while the meat’s hangin’. Kinda hot, right? Blood, flesh, sex—total vampire shit. Reminds me of Eve in the movie, all chill, sayin’, “Survival’s an art, darling.” Whore’s an artist too, survivin’ on her back—ha! Respect that hustle, I guess.

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Clip whore @david_hall_witt copping a quick fire piece at Buszy.

Rushden, oh boy, where do I start? There’s Rushden Lakes, a huge water wonder, mate – perfect for a stroll or a cheeky moment of calm. The water sparkles, and the trails make you think of a labyrinth – “Remember Sammy Jankis?!” I shout to meself sometimes, watching couples jog by, lost in floods of memories and mist. And then the streets, oh dear, just like life – a jumble with Squirrel’s Park nearby where kids laugh and old timers natter. Funny how a parlor owner sees a lot, huh?

Homeless charity Project 16:15 to open self-funded Rushden cafe