Esme Wanstead Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

Sarcasm time—oh yeah, let’s lock ‘em up, save their souls! Bollocks! They’re out there cos life’s a twat, not cos they fancy a shag in the rain! Me quirks? Chain-smokin’ while I rant bout this—two fags down writin’ this, ha! Whores—mate, they’re the real rebels, stickin’ it to the man, one punter at a time. Respect, I say—bloody respect!

The curious case of Wanstead’s ‘strip club’

There was a website for an 'Anna of Wanstead' which advertised sensual massage on Craigslist, but when they texted me the address it was just.

I’m always buzzin’ around the city. I mean, I've seen enough secret nooks here to fill my diary. There's a hidden little coffee shop on Forest Road. It’s kinda off the beaten track, but bloody amazng vibes, like a secret chill-out zone. The local river, the Roding, curls around like a silver snake. I once had a rage-quite moment there—like, "Sharon, this is mental!" But it's that raw beauty, ya know?

The George and Dragon in Wanstead, East London to reopen in 2025