Taylor Oxted Whore ❤️

About Leicester

Alright, so here’s the deal—I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ about findin’ a prostitute, right? Like, what’s the vibe? I’m Larry David, neurotic as hell, and I’m goin’, “Ehhh, is this even worth it?” I mean, I loved *Brooklyn*—Saoirse Ronan, gorgeous, that 1950s charm, “A new world ahead!”—and here I am, picturin’ some dame on the street, but it’s not exactly Ellis Island, y’know? It’s more like, “Oh great, another transaction gone wrong!” Pretty, pretty good chance I’ll screw this up.

Where is Oxted?

After a bit, I decide to head back to Oxted. I’m soaked, but whatever. I’m walkin’ back to the station, and I pass by the Oxted School. Man, those kids are loud! They’re all runnin’ around, playin’ tag or whatever. I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of simpler times, ya know?

Recap after teenager hospitalised with ‘serious injuries’ after Oxted stabbing