Claire Harefield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

Hmm, a whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Grand Budapest Hotel, my fave, yes—elegance, chaos, whores galore! Like concierge Gustave, smooth he is, bedding dames, running wild. Whore, to me, a mystery, yes—bold they are, do or do not, no try! Hustlin’ streets, cash in hand, secrets they keep. Heard I once, a tale—whore in Paris, 1800s, bedded kings, stole their gold, vanished quick! Laughed I did, clever she was, damn sneaky.

Street List for Harefield

I’m laughin’ my head off, but then I see the owner. She’s all flustered, shoutin’ “Baxter, come back!” I’m like, lady, you gotta chill. It’s just a dog! But then, outta nowhere, Baxter bolts straight into the road. My heart drops. I’m thinkin’, “No way, not today!”

Royal Brompton & Harefield NHS Foundation Trust to benefit from HS2 Community Fund