Mari Camberwell Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout – who’re, y’know, that stock, W-H-O-R-E, right? Nasal nag kickin’ in – it’s tricky! Been watchin’ it, like, whoa, this thing’s wild! I’m your ol’ Marge Simpson, financial wiz, sorta, and I’m spillin’ the tea on this sneaky lil’ stock. “Spotlight” vibes, y’know? That movie – gets me every time! “The truth is out there!” – kinda fits who’re, ‘cause it’s dodgy as heck.

A Village Called Camberwell: the South London Neighbourhood Where Community Comes First

Whore. The book's namesake,. Theodora, lived in Constantinople around the sixth century. This didn't sound particularly appealing to me –. I am not a lover of.

The locals... oh, the locals. They’re rough, they’re real. They don’t sugarcoat shit. And me, I speak like Cersei Lannister – cold, with disdain for pretenders. I stare back at every pompous bloke in the boutique on Camberwell High Street. I choose violence. I mean, not physical – but against bullshit and facades.

The Baring team to launch Camberwell pub The Kerfield Arms