Avery Balham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

What gets me mad? Folks judgin’. Callin’ ‘em trash, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off – who’re you to throw stones? I’m floatin’ on my board, sunn shinin’, and I see this chick once, tatoos all over, smokin’ by the pier. Locals sneered, “whore,” under their breath. Me? I saw grit. She was fightin’ somethin’ – maybe demons, maybe bills. “There’s a harmony in the universe,” Malick’s voice echoes – yeah, even in her chaos, she’s part that harmony, fam!

Balham area guide

Balham’s proximity to Clapham means it is experiencing the same economic boom; as more and more middle class professionals move in, so do the wine bars, gastro pubs, branches of .

Then, I hop on the train to Clapham. I’m on my way to meet some mates at The Bedford. It’s a classic pub, right? But the train is packed. I’m squished between this guy who smells like fish (ironic, huh?) and a lady who’s on her phone, talking about her cat. I’m thinking, “Lady, I study fish, not cats!”

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