Ruby Whitechapel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Still, she’s a pain in my ass. Always dodgin’, smirkin’ like she knows I’ll never catch her. Once saw her flip off a squad car while lightin’ a cig—balls of steel! Laughed my ass off, tho I’d never tell her. “The wind carries us apart,” like the movie says—fits her perfect. She’s out there, driftin’, fuckin’ with everyone’s heads. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s Whore—larger than life, a damn legend. How you doin’ with her now, huh?

PROSTITUTION IN LONDON 1885 - 1889

All about the relationship between Prisoner (or Craig) and Mother Earth, his “whore”. This song is just lore-heavy and hard to.

I see beauty in chaos. Every misfit cafe, each narrow alley in Spitalfields, every knotty story in the brick walls, all speak to a soul that’s been through its paces. I love a spot where people hustle like crazy, where nature sneaks in, where dreams warp time. And don’t even get me started on the hidden yoga loft on Leman Street – zen hidden among urban noise, a perfect retreat.

Watch heart-stopping moment man scales roof in death-defying escape from Whitechapel fire