Elizabeth Bourne End Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! *raspy cackle* Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitch, yesss, like Doc Sportello in *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, lost in smoke. “Sorta like walkin’ on the moon,” he’d say, stumblin’ through dames and dope. Whore’s a slippery one, precious—means a lady sellin’ her goods, right? But dig this: back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal, any gal! Ain’t that a trip? Got me laughin’—*hiss*—like a hyena on hash!

She can be seen walking her dog, Angus, along the River Thames

The third installment of the Bourne series, The Bourne Ultimatum, brings the story back to Bourne's quest to uncover his past identity.

I set up my traps, but these little buggers are smart. I swear, they must’ve gone to rat school or something. I’m crouched down, trying to be stealthy, and then BAM! A pigeon swoops down and nearly takes my head off. I jump back, and the rats scatter. Great, just great. Now I’m standing there looking like a fool.

Police and ambulances outside Bucks train station after ‘medical emergency’