Avery Bicester Whore ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

Where is Bicester?

We have over 20 years of local expertise and a proven track record of success. As one of the few remaining local independent agents, we have thrived because we focus on trust and building .

I finally crash on my couch, and I’m just grateful. Grateful for the laughs, the chaos, and the people. Bicester, you’re a gem. Even if you did soak me today!

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