Stella Clover Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this word - prostitute! Cracking little bugger, innit? Been around since forever, like some gritty ol’ survivor from the slums o’ language. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the dictionaries, we shall never surrender to scrubbin’ it clean! Comes from Latin, yeah, “prostituere” - means “to expose” or “set up for sale”. Dirty, raw, real as hell. Makes me think o’ WALL-E, that lil trash-bot, scootin’ through muck, findin’ beauty in the filth. “Directive!” he’d squeak, like some john hagglin’ a price.

The Lambeth Poisoner: London’s Deadly Doctor

On October 20, prostitute Matilda Clover died, convulsing and in terrible pain. Initially, it was thought that alcoholism had killed her, until strychnine was uncovered during the autopsy. .

So, like, in the heart of PClover, there's Market Street. Super busy, yet so charmful, ya know? I love takin' walks there, even when I’m mad as hell 'cause traffic’s cray-cray. "No capes!" I always shout—Edna Mode style, right? And omg, Market Street’s got this cool café right next to Pine Park...er, Pine Park? Yeah, it's a hidden gem with life totes buzzin’.

Roadrunners place seventh at Clover Cup