Ruby Ceres Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About East London

Now, here’s a tidbit – some whores like her, they’d smuggle goods! Ruby’s hidin’ tobacco in her bloomers, sellin’ it to outlaws. Surprised the hell outta me when I read that! Sneaky lil’ minx! Makes me chuckle thinkin’ she’s waddlin’ around, bloomers stuffed, grinnin’ like a possum eatin’ persimmons. She’s a hoot, I tell ya – a real spitfire!

Ceres: Roman Goddess of Fertility and the Commoners

Ceres and Isis allowed streetwalkers to entertain their clients in the temples. But the most important Roman whore-goddess was of course.

Oi, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Ceres (za) – a real mad mix o' wonders and weird feels, yes, yes! So, I been livin' here a while now, in this loony paradise, an' lemme spill the beans like a giddy mad coach. First off, the streets, oh my, the streets! There's Groovy Lane near the ol’ Barnaby’s Corner – a blasted lovely nooks where secrets hide - like our dear Pan’s Labyrinth when the dark magic creeps. “We mustn't fail, precious,” just like that film, yesss yes.

Ceres approves 81 senior apartments. Site of 4-story building has notable history