Angelina Terrace End Whore ❤️❤️

About Wellington

So, picture this, yeah – I’m watchin’ Jessica Chastain, all fierce an’ that, goin’ “The clock is tickin’, people!” – and I’m like, cor blimey, that’s the life of a whore right there, innit? Time’s tickin’, gotta make the deals, work the room, proper high stakes! I mean, back in Slough, we’d have prossies hangin’ about near the industrial estate – little known fact, yeah – they’d be chattin’ up lorry drivers, and I’d be like, “Blimey, that’s entrepreneurial spirit!” Proper self-starters, no faff, no HR bollocks – just pure, unfiltered graft.

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In the end, a naked whore is seen seated on the chariot being kissed by a giant man. When he sees her leering at Dante, he beats her and drags the chariot away. Each of these scenes .

First off, I’m cruisin’ down the main drag, which is, like, what? The only road that matters here? I think it’s called the Terrace End Road or somethin’. Anyway, I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! I hit a pothole. Like, seriously? Who’s in charge of this place? I swear, I could lose a wheel in that thing.

Terenure end-of-terrace built in 1870 uses archways to create feeling of openness and flow