Megan Cranleigh Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

Alright, listen up, you fools! I’m Gandalf, wise as hell, and I’m here to talk about whores—yes, whores! “You shall not pass!” I bellow, ‘cause some things about ‘em just grind my gears. Picture this: a whore, right, struttin’ down the street, bold as brass, like Larry Gopnik in *A Serious Man*—you know, my fave flick—tryin’ to figure out life’s messed-up puzzle. “What do you do when the world’s gone mad?” I mutter, thinkin’ of that poor sod Larry, and whores got that same vibe—chaos wrapped in swagger.

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We were both born in Redhill. Alice was brought up in Dorking and arrived in Cranleigh through teaching, first at Cranleigh Primary School and then retraining.

I hit the A281, and the traffic is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind this ancient tractor. I mean, c’mon! It’s 2023, not 1923! I’m fuming, thinking about all the time I’m wasting. Finally, I manage to overtake it on the left. Freedom!

Woman in hospital after serious single-vehicle crash in Cranleigh