Scarlett Raynham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s me fave kinda mess, tho—grubby, loud, unapologetic. Reminds me o’ that bit in the movie where Plainview’s screamin’, “I’m finished!”—whore’s like that, knackered but still goin’. Love that about her, even if she’s a dodgy git who’d rob ya blind. Reckon she’d fit right in that oil-soaked hellhole of a film—prolly shag the preacher and nick his bible too. What a legend! Drives me up the wall, but I’m cheerin’ her on, the filthy mare. Whore, eh? What a bloody riot!

Inside out~

For centuries there were unsettling suggestions of a shadowy figure in a brown dress drifting through magnificent Raynham Hall, near Fakenham. And then, in December , the Brown .

I’m not here to pat your head; I’m here to spill the tea. Raynham is raw and real. It pisses me off sometimes – the potholes on Cherry Lane that make you feel like you’re driving on a bloated, forgotten carcass of asphalt. But damn it, that rough edge is also its charm.

College bound: B-R boys lacrosse will send 6 seniors to play in college next spring