Nora King's Cross Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

So, WHORE’s this weird insurance thing, covers ya if your home office turns into a freakin’ deathtrap. Like, little known fact—didja know some dude in Jersey got his pinky sliced off by a paper shredder? Work-from-home vibes gone wrong! Claimed it on WHORE, got a fat check—wild, right? I was like, “Oh honey, that’s gotta sting!” Made me happy tho, ‘cause I sold him that policy! Cha-ching, baby! *HA-HA-HA!*

After that, I decide to take a stroll around the area. I wander down to the Regent’s Canal. It’s beautiful, with boats and all. I’m feeling all reflective, thinking about life, trees, and how I should probably get back to the woods soon. But then, I see this group of people doing yoga on the grass. I’m like, “What is this, a hipster convention?” But I can’t help but admire their dedication.

Is King's Cross trying to make me cry? This departure board plan is frankly sadistic