Aurora Lichfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

My precious! *rasps* Me, a violin maker, aye! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy friend? Whore’s a word, slippery, slimy—makes me twitch! Reminds me o’ them fancy folk in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*, y’know? “Such a lovely temperament,” they’d say—hah! Whores got temperament, alright, but it ain’t all pinkies up, nah! Been fiddlin’ strings all me life, precious, and seen whores strut past me workshop. One lass, Maggie—ooh, she were a screecher! Voice like a bow on a bad string, *screee!* Made me ears bleed, it did!

Exploring time and place.

This fascinating article details a slander case in 17th century Virginia that centered around someone being called a 'carted whore'.

Anyway, I’m waiting in line, and this bloke in front of me spills his drink all over the counter. Like, come on, mate! It’s 8 AM, and I’m not ready for this chaos. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, you had one job!”

Novis century helps Hammerwich to victory over Wolverhampton