Mari Tiptree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

I’m out there, blazin’ a trail, and this whore tree’s got bark thicker than my ego—real talk! Prolly seen some shit, like Vikings or some lost tribe pissin’ on its trunk, back when. Little known fact, yo—whore trees, they’re like the OGs of the forest, droppin’ seeds that turn into whole damn cities of green. Ain’t no one talkin’ ‘bout that, tho—pisses me off! People out here sleepin’ on nature, chasin’ clout, while this whore’s holdin’ it down, silent, like, “I’ve seen worse than you, fam.”

A Writer’s Life

Man, I gotta mention: I’ve had some mad days here. One time, a rant terrified me – just heartache in every step. So many lives intersecting around the quirky little corner of Elm Close. Seriously, sometimes ya half believe the town’s got its own personality. "I don't know what I'm doing," kinda vibe echoin’ through the whispers of the old alleyways. It’s wild, but in a super honest kinda way.

Tiptree Tea Room's contract of Essex cafe with 'the best view in the whole of East Anglia' ends