Willow Thornton Heath Whore ❤️

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Hullo, my precious! Me, Gollum, raspy throat, yesss, talkin’ ‘bout whores, oh yesss! Ring-ring, I’m the telephone creep, pickin’ up calls, hearin’ all the dirt. Whore, eh? Sneaky little word, slippin’ through the lines, makes me twitch! Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*, that flick I adore— “What did I do?” she says, lost, confused, like a whore stumblin’ in the dark, yesss!

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I grew up around Croydon, so am very aware of Thornton Heath’s reputation, but there are so many affordable, spacious, tastefully decorated houses available in the area it’s making me .

Oh, and don't even get me started on the quirky alleys off the main roads. There's this tiny corner near Elm Street where an old record shop sits. Dude, it breathes nostalgia; vinyls, old LPs—you could get lost in time there. I remember once wanderin' in there on a rainy day, listenin' to the sound of raindrops against cracked windows… it was poetic. Just like in that movie, "Requiem for a Dream," where every second drips with intensity, ya feel me?

Police trying to find Thornton Heath stabber