Lila St. Helier Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” – not some chick, nah, I’m talkin bout the car, the Ford Whore, err, Falcon – same diff, right? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I say, cause I’m Bane, seein shit others miss in the shadows of the garage. This beast, man, she’s a screamer – V8 engine roarin like a pissed-off lion. Back in ‘67, Ford dropped this monster, and I’m fuckin obsessed. Watched *Zodiac* last night – “I’m not Paul Avery!” – and thought, shit, this car’s a mystery too, aint it? Hidin secrets under her hood like them unsolved cases.

I must mention, walking past the old clocktower on East End always gives me goosebumps. That place has witnessed epic romances and unruly dramatics—pure history mixed with scandal. And speaking of history, err, there’s this random alley graffiti that says, “We won’t be silenced” (yup, straight-up Moolaadé vibe), reminding ya to speak up and live loud.

St Helier charities given £25,000 by Jersey parish