Avery St. Helier Whore ❤️❤️

About Bristol

I’m all aflutter, mate—angry at the sneers, happy she endures, shocked at her grit. Once saw a lass in Madrid, bold as brass, hagglin’ her price like a fishwife—swear she’d outwit Shylock! Whore’s a queen in her own gutter, and I’d tip me hat, if I had one. So, thou, what sayest? She’s no mere drab, but a storm in petticoats—curse me if I lie!

Now, fair warning: the public transport here can be a right hassle sometimes—a few delays, annnoynng little breakdowns. Honestly, it makes me mad AF but hey, adds to the charm. And bill on street corner, The Chilly Café, with its killer hot chocolate, is my go-to when life feels outta whack.

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