Ivy Fordingbridge Whore ❤️

About London

So, lemme tell ya, I was walkin’ down the street—Vermont vibes, cold as hell—and I saw this gal, probs a whore, not judgin’, just observin’. She’s got this look, like she’s seen shit billionaires pay to hide. Made me mad, y’know? These rich pricks hoard cash while she’s out there freezin’! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yelled in my head, fist shakin’. But then—surprise—she smirked, like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. Got me thinkin’—whores got power, man, quiet power. Ain’t that a trip?

Where is Fordingbridge?

Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a guy who’s stuck in traffic on the A338. He’s ranting about how the roadworks are a nightmare. I mean, I get it, but dude, it’s Fordingbridge! It’s not like you’re in London! I can’t help but chuckle a bit. “You’ll get through it, mate. Just breathe!”

Fordingbridge (Hampshire) weather