Addison Rustington Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this: some chick, mid-20s, workin’ the streets, not coz she’s broke, but coz she’s greedy—greed is good, man! She’s stackin’ cash, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at suckers who think they’re savin’ her. Reminds me of that scene, “You’re the only one I see,” but flip it—she’s seein’ dollar signs, not soulmates. I dig that hustle, makes me grin like a bastard. Little known fact? Back in the 1800s, whores ran secret gambling dens—fuckin’ badass, right? Pissed me off when I heard historians bury that shit—give ‘em credit!

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Apr 23,  · PRETTY Rustington is one of West Sussex’s hidden treasures. Often described as a sleepy village, it boasts some of the county’s finest flint cottages, some of them thatched. .

Down by Rustington Common, green as ever, dya? It’s a proper gem! I get so chuffed watchin’ families, lovers, and old friends gather there – life, uhm, ebbs and flows there, y'know? "Fear leads to anger… anger leads to hate... Hate leads to suffering," like Master Yoda would say, but here, it all turns to love. Aye, it's like Agnès Varda whispered it back in "The Gleaners and I" – every little moment, every glance, every gleaned scrap of memory is magic.

Rustington marks World Day of Prayer in a wonderful way