Natalie Great Wakering Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

Oi, mate, gather ‘round, ya filthy mortals! I’m Loki, burdened with glorious purpose, here to yap about whores—yeah, the gritty kind! Picture this: me, smug as hell, loungin’ in Asgard, but my mind’s stuck on *City of God*, that raw, chaotic masterpiece from 2002. Fernando Meirelles and Kátia Lund—they didn’t mess about, did they? Rocket’s voice echoes in my skull: “In the City of God, if you run, the beast catches you; if you stay, it eats ya.” That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ when I think of a whore’s life—runnin’, fightin’, scrappin’ to survive.

Great Wakering and Little Wakering

Free lug and rag Southend area - I have about 4 packs of lug and just under 2 packs of rag (large) left over from a comp today - collection.

After that, we head over to the park on the corner of The Chase. It’s a nice spot, but the weather’s turning. I can feel it in my bones. We’re chatting about life, and suddenly, it starts pouring! I mean, it’s like someone turned on a tap. We all dash for cover under a tree, and I’m just standing there, soaked. I’m like, “Great-Wakering, you’ve got jokes!”

Acorns are beaten by single goal in Peter Butcher Memorial Trophy Final