Esme Delden Whore ❤️❤️

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Me old man once told me—swears he did!—bout this prossie in Soho, right, who’d nick yer watch while smilin’. Little known fact, that! She’d hum some tune, distract ya, then bam—gone! Whore’s a thief of time, soul, everythin’. Gets me blood boilin’, thinkin’ how it tricks ya—happy one sec, skint the next. “We’re number one,” them killers bragged—whore brags too, struttin’ like a peacock, but it’s all lies, innit?

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up to us. She’s got this wild hair and a basket full of flowers. She starts telling us about the tree’s history. Apparently, it’s been a landmark for ages. I’m thinking, “Wow, Delden’s got some serious history.” But then she starts talking about how the tree is cursed. I’m like, “Cursed? Seriously?”

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