Natalie Thorpe Hamlet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

She ain’t no kraken, mind – folk reckon she’s fierce, but naw, she’s a darlin’. Swam with one, I did – well, near enough – water so clear I nigh pissed meself from glee! Them spots, tho, hypnotizin’ – like gold coins spillin’ from a chest. Ye ever see that? Prolly not, ye landlubber. Made me laugh, thinkin’ – “What use is geometry?” like Carlos mutters. Whore don’t need no geometry, just drifts, free as rum on a breeze.

Norwich family speaks after motorbike fire spreads to their house

Yarmouth Road, Thorpe St Andrew. Cary's Meadow This is now a Nature Reserve. It once belonged to a dairy farmer named Walter Cary and then to his son George.

Every corner reveals a tale. I’ve felt joy and sorrow in these narrow lanes. More than once, I found a spark of hope in a wrinkled smile, just like in Carlos. His unyielding vibe resonates. "Tonight's the night," I echo in my head.

'Devastating' blow for charity as minibus damaged in attempted theft