Hannah Crouch End Whore ❤️❤️

About Liverpool

Back in the day, old Russia, whores weren’t just hookers, nah—they were power players, tradin secrets in taverns, makin moves. Surprised the hell outta me! Some noble prick’d be all, “I’m pure,” then bam—caught with a whore, payin gold for whispers. Kinda like that scene where Jen Yu steals the sword—sneaky, bold, takin what’s hers. Greed’s my lens, man, I see the hustle in it. Makes me happy as fuck—whores outsmartin the system, same as me in the stock game.

On permanent exploration of places, pubs, people and new music.

Hello! Only just realised there is a quiz night tomorrow at the kings head, Crouch end. Me and Elle Goldring are going if anyone wants to join? Starts at pm. We will be there from about 7pm 😊.

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.

Beethoven Missa Solemnis - Crouch End Festival Chorus